But she could make a place where it was really safe. Where she had everyone's information. Their sexual history. Record of their comings and goings. A...countability. Everything. On her watch nothing like that was ever going to happen again." Wow," I said again."Yeah. Serious. I admire her. She could have turned into a prude, or gone insane or something. But instead she made a place where people could know that they could be really, really safe."People are who they are," Heather said. "I don't. " They thought it was funny but it was the truth!When we got back to our room I was treated to a very entertaining striptease. As if things hadn't been erotic enough, when they removed the last article of clothing I had to stare in disbelief. Tina purred "you like?" Did I ever! They had shaved all but what looked like an arrow that was pointing straight to paradise. I couldn't wait to follow the directions.We must have invented ten new positions before we all collapsed in a soggy but satisfied. The compliance to his wish also brought her a new sense of achievement , knowing she had pleased him and would be rewarded as well. But was also quite embarrassing when he asked for a report of the experience and then consequently coerced her into admitting the pleasure and arousal she had derived from it. He seemed to enjoy these little “interrogations” as he called them and despite her initial response to such discussion, he had convinced her to admit that she, too, like it very much. It was. She was unusually horny all the time, possibly due to drug therapy during her younger years. She was currently 38 years of age, but was still in excellent physical condition. She had no body hair, as did none of my human females, was brunette, had large breasts with large, dark nipples, which currently spewed milk, and floppy, brown pussy lips. She was really quite lovely.Angela sat nursing her young. She lifted her right breast, which was unused currently by her child, and drank from it..