”As I said, lust will always win over caution for a thirteen year old, even if I was actually over thirty. But tempered by my more knowing mind, I o...ly took hold of her hand. She looked over at me and smiled, twining her fingers with mine. I was very glad I hadn’t gone with my thirteen year old body’s impulse!She showed me my cabin, and throughout the rest of the night as I considerately accomplished every task and duty about the ship that she suggested to me, I found that I had been pretty. Crowd round lads, for fuck sake, this is our show...not the whole fucking bar...look at that boys...wow..see the camels toe...fucking hell, what a dirty cow you are Lesley...fucking hell!" Lesley's heart was racing ....she must be on autopilot, she thought, because her brain was only following instruction and couldn't formulate positive decisions herself. She was aware of her hands being above waist height and the material of her dress was in her hands. She felt a hand on her bare backside. Me "put your hands on your side" T "okay daddy" (he revealed the perfect sissy clit, shrivelled up and no bigger than an inch) I led him into the shower, handed him a razor and shaving foamMe "I don't want to see a single hair on you from your eyebrows down, this is an enema kit, fill it up with water, put it up your arse, squeeze and push the water out, repeat until the water you push out is crystal clear. Understood?" T "yes daddy" Me "use the moisturiser there after you're done and put this. " Henri will not accept this cunt," Frederick stated."Excuse me?" said Marjorie, offended."There's less weight to the word in French," Elliot explained. "Calling you a cow would probably be stronger in his mind." Thanks a lot, Elliot," Sophie smiled wryly."Let us call it an experiment, Monsieur Delon. If it fails..." It will." If it fails, I will send her to my mother and she'll assist there." Fine. Your hell, Elliot. Put her on the payroll as an assistant seamstress." I will supplement her.