You don’t mind going el natural in the tub do you?”I sat my glass down, and with an excited tone to my voice, said. “Baby, hot-tubs were made to...use without clothing! I’m more than ready for some kinky fun!”He smiled, and laughed. “Oh I forgot to tell you about my love of licking whipped cream from a pussy.”I blushed, which is my normal color when aroused, and giggled. “Do you want that with a cherry?”He chuckled then showed me where to change. While I changed, he took his clothing off right. But she would always make sure I hadsome pleasure too, although not every time she did. I loved her touch asshe would quickly relieve me of my erections. Of course just because shewas cool about my size, didn't make me comfortable having other women seeit.The other reason I was shy, was as a result of a couple of things Emmahad insisted on. Once she agreed to be my keyholder, she thought it wouldhelp her control and my submission if I was feminized a bit. So sheimplemented a few requirements.. Sickness was a common concern in a society with limited medical skills and only herbal medicine.The village was particularly healthy because of the spring water that came out of the granite cliff, the bountiful food sources and the improved sanitation methods we employed. Of course, it helped that we now had a larger than average number of apprentice healers because of Palus's reputation. The ambulance team we created received medical training from me, and whilst I am no doctor, my basic first. “It’s more a potion, so Grandma said. It inflames people’s secret desires. To extremes.” She was getting heated, even though she knew it was nonsense. “Apparently it caused a whole-town orgy in Bedford, Massachusetts, that’s why the church-people chased them. Grandma said the recipe had never been used since. She passed away. A year ago. Then when I was helping mom go through her things, I found it. In an old recipe book, with the writing almost faded.” “So what’s so different about it?”.