We set the magazines a-blaze and then sailed away, thoughts of a delicious celebration in our minds. We had in fact taken two of the local servant-gir...s prisoner, in one case most willingly as it was clear she had little enough love for the life she was leaving behind; and I looked forward most eagerly to helping introduce the pair of them to the delights of Sapphic love.In fact, with Miranda's approval ("Ay, I should have guessed ye'd be the first to want to wet her whistle"), once we were. . Oh, it was all too confusing... too terribly, terribly confusing, and her head was beginning to pound in frustration. She had to get a hold of herself and gear her mind to the grim idea that three months more of the same lay before them. Perhaps this was already going to be the test of their love and marriage... their frowned upon marriage that her parents had forbidden and she had willfully ignored. There was no turning back... no Daddy to call upon for help this time... only the. One hand gripped her breast she felt his fingers close his thumb diggin into her soft flesh she winced he squeezed harder his thump almost touching his finger tips through the soft flesh. She gasped it was almost too much the pain was arousing her nipple began to harden. He smiled, he slipped off his shirt and undid the buckle of his belt. Slippin the belt out of the loops of the waistband, he gripped the buckle and slowly dragged the belt over the soft skin of her breast she trembled not. I wasn't informed of Ranma's curse. Since this is the first time we've met, I thought I'd give him a proper big brother greeting."The next day at school Mamoru stood before the head of the class next to the teacher. "This is Mamoru Saotome. He's our new transfer student to Furinkin High. Why don't you take a seat and be nice to the students."When Mamoru was out on the gym play yard, he noticed Mousse and Ryoga had Ranma-chan pinned up against the side of the school. "Amazing the amount of time.