Mishy was given one of the many, many extra bedrooms in the house and her, Emily, Hayley, Molly and Megan spent the next hour upstairs getting Mishy a...d themselves ready for the party.Mishy was a surprise hit at the party. No longer needing to rebel against her parents, Mishy brushed her short hair out, washed the white grease paint from her face, applied a conservative amount of makeup, and dressed in a white sweater that Molly had loaned her, some tight fitting blue jeans she borrowed from. It had become a best seller. Just like that other book, Conversations with God by Neale Donald Walsch, thought Joshua. Mindless drivel. Sunday morning another group of locusts with their German helmets, scorpion dusters and Iron Crosses smoked by Joshua’s place. Joshua was puzzled about only one thing. The dandelions the riders had stuck in their mouths like toothpicks. Monday morning, Rachael saw the next group of locusts and explained the dandelions to Joshua. ‘Pappy, I learned about. I would just really like to fuck your tits again. If that’s okay with you.” A wave of relief washed over her. Her smile was adorable. “Of course!” She quickly hopped off the bed and ran naked across the room to retrieve a bottle of lotion from her suitcase. As she crawled back into bed beside me, Liz handed the lotion to me, thrusting her chest out for emphasis: “Would you care to do the honors?” I would indeed. Liz reclined comfortably on her back and I straddled her chest, her eyes twinkling. Our roles were not any different than normal, with me deferring to Karen, letting her be the dominant in our relationship. Additionally, Dieter and Inge were practitioners of mild BDSM. -------------- MY CABIN We split up, Dieter and Karen went to his stateroom, Inge and I stayed in mine. She wasted little time, ordering me to strip as Karen and Dieter walked to the balcony. “You will do everything I say and refer to me as mistress, understand?” “Yes, Mistress,” I replied, standing in front.