But now, my lusty soul has again encouraged me to write some more new stories.I don’t want to waste ur time more.So, this story begins from her...… My newly proclaimed Master wanted something of me that would prove that I was ready for his collar. I have few taboos in my life, no children, water sports, animals, and no incest. The taboo that my Master wanted me to betray in story form was the incest one. And this one was the most traumatic of the bunch, for it involved my daughter. Even tho. They all travelled down to Mombasa to greet the ship as it docked. Peshawar and Hangar took care of the Prince’s luggage, whilst the girls crowded around the Prince. Peshawar stood back at a reasonable distance during the greeting with Hangar who had accompanied them. Not until they were all inside of the compartment of the train did they relax and began to question the Prince. David had noticed that the Prince had more grey hairs in his hair and beard, but his eyes were as bright as ever and. Taking Victoria by the hand, she led her to the main bedroom, where she had laid out a bathrobe for her. Leaving Victoria to get changed into the bathrobe, Elise came back a few minutes later and led her friend into the bathroom. Here she drew Victoria close to her, before kissing her on the mouth, whilst unfastening their bathrobes. The ladies drew close and exchanged kisses. “I’ve dreamt of making love to you since that night, Vicky” purred Elise.Victoria just kissed her girlfriend long and. This particular Friday I was still studying when the librarian came over and said she had to shut up, I looked at my watched and saw it was 8pm. As I got my stuff together she led me outside.As she locked up I said “Do you fancy a drink?” as there was a pub just across the road, she said “Why not” I put my books in the car and led her over. I ordered and we sat down as we started talking I studied her, she was around 55, later she told me she was 64 but she didn’t look it, slim, probably too.