The people don’t exist and events have never happened.My daughter had just finished having a shower when I walked into the bathroom. There she was t...weling down with droplets of water running from her hair, down her face and neck and over her breasts to drip onto her flat stomach and run down to her smooth pussy.My heart jumped as I looked at her. Sure I had seen her naked many times before, but somehow tonight was different. Maybe it was because I had just got home from work and was about to. It will be transmitted regularly and publicized to everyone."Another man asked, "I am guessing that we will hunt food and bring some with us also. That would lighten our travel burden though slow us down slightly. Is that correct?"Paul answered, "That is correct. This is not a speed run. The council wants the area explored thoroughly. We are hoping that this is a first trip and that, with its success, there will be other trips authorized."There were four mid teenagers who wanted to go. Tom was. His body settled closer into mine. I could feel his hardness against my hips, I wanted more. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he looked down surprised by my brazen move and simply stroked the my legs. ‘Give me your hand, Kiowa.’ I placed my hand in his. He kissed the heal of my palm and then sat up, next to me. My hand still in his. ‘What we’re done.’ ‘Far from done, Mouse. I just… I want our first time to be special.’ He pressed my hand and his to the trunk of the tree. I felt his. .." she said."Oh, you mean a slut?" I asked with a smile. I assumed this conversation would come up. Most of my friends had asked me at one time why I had become such a slut."No, I mean, how does it feel to be Jeff's slave?" she asked.I was shocked. First of all, while I listened to everything that he said, I wasn't sure that I considered myself to be his slave. Second, while Jeff was involved in a lot of my humiliation, most of it was done remotely, where he would tell me in advance what to.