I said, walking over to the bed and then climbing on top of it. Ugh, my body&hellip,&hellip,.hey girls, would it be ok if I could get a massage? I sai..., laying there looking at them. Oh and you want us to do it? Said Peach, looking at me with her fist pushed against her cheek on the table. No, I want the knights to do it. Of course I want you girls to do it! I said. Well, I am an expert at keeping the body fresh and healthy with massages. Said Samus, tapping dust from her cigarette into the. M. would be watching us. I had decided, though, that since life is short, I would rather spend it pleasing my master than angering him with my resistance. Now I felt the afternoon sun on my skin and the blush rising up from my neck to my face. Master wrapped my body in his arms, restoring a portion of my modesty. I buried my face in his neck and sighed as he slowly turned me into the apartment, grabbed my bag and saluted Mr. M. Master pulled the door closed behind him. “Good girl, Puppy. Open. " Daddy, was that because you missed mommy and you haven't been with a woman in a long time?" What?"'Where was she going with this?', he wondered. Should he admit the truth?"OK, yes, sweetheart. The truth is, you're a young woman now, with a very nice figure and I didn't think it was a good idea for you to be walking around in your underwear." Dad, were you getting turned on by me?"Jesus! But he had to admit it. "Yes, sweetheart, I was." He felt ashamed."Daddy, were you in my underwear drawer?. The lack of any follow-up or willingness to answerwhat has been wrong put a serious dent in my mood. How can someoneexpect me to grow as a writer if no one points out my flaws?I might have quit writing if it hadn't been for one story. "A jar fullof Pixie" was a spur of the moment project. It was the first story Iwrote in one week and without switching to other stories in between. Tofinish something this fast felt elating. Not willing to risk anothereditor fiasco I published it straight to.