I can't use it for my own private trips to wherever. Secondly, I have been up here for years and I'm pretty sure I can handle the weather." Oh, that's...your skiff then?" Yep. Looks like it fits right in out there on the dock too doesn't it?"I had to agree. Sandra was looking quite sexy too. She had on cut-off jeans and a T-shirt that was tied up just under the swell of her breasts. I could see that she had no bra on and her hard little nipples stuck out like little posts under the thin material,. ..” Cindi said, her voice soft. “You, uh, got a bit of red on you.”She was pointing at my chest. I blinked and looked down. There was, indeed, a fuzzy red growth on my chest, nestled around where the rocket had hit me. I scoffed and brushed it off me. It didn’t go away. I frowned, then shapeshifted it away. There! Now it was gone. I nodded. “Better?” I asked, putting my hands on my hips. Cindi smiled and gave me a thumbs up.“So, uh,” I said, turning to the gnome. “Think it was like, some kind. As I became an adult, I found that I could direct the female servants, some of whom were married, to perform sexually for me, and they came to enjoy the good fucking that I gave them with my large cock. I eventually moved out of my parent’s home into an apartment and continued to fuck the women who came to clean my apartment. One of these ladies was married and became pregnant, and there was always a question regarding whether or not I was the father. It excites me to think that I might have. Mike took Sarah and Laura came to me as before. They started our massages, this time explaining what they were doing – warming the oil before applying, starting at the shoulders and easing out the tensions there then starting long strokes down our bodies. We turned over and they did our fronts. Initially they kept away from our naughty bits but then started talking about sensuous massages, stroking our chests, breasts and nipples and saying how they like to be played with as they massage. Mike.