Without any words, the soft,peaceful melody of 'Love?' started, and I wrapped my hands around mymicrophone. Then I started singing the soft peaceful w...rds that broughtthe question to reality. I sung about how confused I was in trying tofind out if I really was in love. When Stacy added a beat to the softsounds that Connor and Jason had been playing, the stage lit up to showthe dancers, half obscured in shadow, moving in tune to the slow lovesong I had originally written about Josh Holliday. I. If you ever saw Private Benjamin, think of the RIT dye scene. Better yet, the dye bomb in Raising Arizona. Jo was ingenious, persistent and could not be bought. No one fucked with little sister.It was that same little sister I saw coming down the hill, wearing a suit very much like Curtis'. There was a cadré of attendants, which concealed the bride, but Jo was out front. She looked in our direction and waved, then gave a thumbs up. They ran that picture as the cover shot of the Beacon's. "Yes, Master Vanlo. Sorry about that."Vanlo smiled. "I must admit, it does become hard to consider you a slave sometimes. Perhaps after the current crisis is over, his Lordship would see his way clear to relaxing some of the protocol in your case."Encouraged, Amanda smiled and nodded quickly. She held her tongue as to her further thoughts. She wanted to see it relaxed for other slaves as well."Now, the reason I called you in here, Amanda, is this." He gestured towards the flasks. "From this. As my fingers traced the outline of her pussy lips then rubbed along her slit Jackie began wriggling on me again, I felt ashamed of myself nevertheless I continued to caress her soft, warm, moist pussy. Then I found her clit, with trembling fingers I rubbed the tiny button and heard my daughter sigh, her wriggling stopped and her bottom raised slightly as though to make access easier for me. As I played with my daughter's clit I felt my cock swell to erection, trapped under her body as it was.