Did I have some feelings for her? Sure, I could admit that much to myself, but they were mild compared to how I felt about my girls and nothing worth ...welling or fretting upon. I bet that I was merely mixing sympathy and concern with attraction. Besides, for all I knew, she’d never even want to see me again anyway. Maybe she wouldn’t even be allowed.“So let me get this straight. You screamed out that you loved Linda in your dream as she jumped off a support beam to hang herself? And you’re. Now I felt even more like Cinderella. There was a line of limos as we pulled up to the Ballroom.I snuggled up against daddy as he slid in and the chauffer closed the door. He put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a long, warm hug, making me feel safe and loved. As the limo pulled away from the curb he reached forward and pulled out a bottle of chilled champagne and popped the cork. He filled two glasses and handed one to me. I stared deeply into his eyes as we drained our glasses.Except. And now I saw his floppy dick andballs in real, mmm nicely done I said to him, I did mine also this week, and Itook down my pants and showed him. I saw this was strange for him, but helooked longtime at my dick. My dick also still floppy, I lift up my dick and showed him my balls, also completely shaven I said, you can feel it nicely smooth now. I took his hand, and with the back of his hand rubbed against my balls. Yours also smooth I asked him, and also put the back of my handagainst his. Early next morning he arrived in Fred’s office with a jubilant expression on his face.“My informants are unanimous that the woman you seek, Eloise de La Zouche, has been in Pondicherry. She was accompanied by a dozen large black warriors, and a score of male and female slaves.”“You say ‘has been’ – she is no longer in Pondicherry?”“She and her party stayed only a few days. It appears she and the French Governor-General had an altercation concerning slaves. She wanted to sell some slaves to a.