She wanted to know if I had ever had sex (no), if I liked big boobs (no), and then if I was gay (no). I told her that I liked my mother’s tiny boobs... She asked me if I had ever seen them (no). Then she suggested that I make a comparison and start by feeling of her big breasts and then try to feel my mother’s tiny breasts to see which ones I really liked better. She also suggested that I find a medium breasted girl and feel of her breasts too.So I sat there on the floor next to the tub and. "I am speechless. You want me to behave like a whore. I am to part my legs and show you my pussy. It gives me an arousal and makes me very willing."Even nicer," You compliment as I do as you say. "Very nice clit, but more Diane. Show me more."I am forced to crunch down in the chair to open my legs even further, and then I open them even more."Excellent cunt," You tell me more sharply. "Oh Diane, you have a very nice little snatch there. Small and tight, just the way I like it."I have my legs. They had met for a drink in the Pine inn. They had met at the "Happy Hour" in the red and white Pine inn bar that spoke of elegance, of quiet, casual wealth and good taste. They had met with the Pine Inn regulars who met every day at five and drank quietly and well.And she had too much to drink! She had driven home tipsy, driving slowly, and felt immediately sleepy going to bed and wondering vaguely and only half-seriously, if anything had been put in her drink. She had become "high" so quickly. ”Not wanting to make more of the situation than was it’s due and on such a special night, Daniel summarily dismissed the incident. He would not tarnish this evening orchestrated by John. The night was young and there were many hours of revelry and festivities to come, not to mention the celebration which would occur later reserved only for them.“My Dear Knight, may I place this ring where it rightfully belongs?”“I would be as honored on this night, as the first, Your Highness”And with that,.