‘I come from a land across the southern desert that your men have yet to traverse Your Majesty.’ He stays quiet for a moment, thinking. After what...seems an eternity of silence, he speaks. ‘May I presume you have a retinue?’ ‘Yes Your Majesty.’ ‘I will have the chamberlain give you and your retinue the north tower. We will talk more on the morrow.’ He waves a hand to the musicians. ‘Let the masquerade resume.’ She curtsies once more. ‘Thank you, Your Majesty.’ She backs away a few steps from the. It fell away, revealing her naked form by the road side, nipples strongly perked like buds, her legs closing a little above the knees to help hide the soft tuft of fur that served only to compliment her womanhood. When she realized what had happened, she gasped, and began to back away.“Good sir!” She pleaded, “we must not do this!”His smile warmed her like an open flame, and as he unbuttoned his shirt and removed it from his perfect, muscular visage, she realized her back had hit the carriage. She must be going to check on her, I thought as I drifted off to a dreamless sleep.The next morning, when I went down to breakfast and saw Jenny with mother and Amber, I was happy that she couldn't speak and tell what had happened. Even though I knew that she would not divulge our sexual secret, even if she could.That night, as the four of us watched TV, I could see Jenny eyeing me from her spot on the couch. I could see her eyes drift down at my cock, every so often, and I had the feeling that. We cast some lines just to make it look like we were fishing.We took turns lying on the cabin in the sun - naked - for the natural tan while watching the boys. There is something about extended time in the warm sun over a few seconds in the tanning booth.Lorrie and Ching Lee both had returned to their pre-pregnancy form. Other than a few slight stretch marks you would never have known they had been pregnant, other than that and the slightly bigger boobs, that is.At noon - with no fish to clean.