I counted quickly."Seams, bow, petticoats, wetness, makeup and lipstick....six Mistress," Imewled."Well I can't fault you maths....six of the best!" S...e smirked swaying tothe couch and sitting down."Place my phone on the tripod and set it on the floor in front of us, setit to video, and make sure I am fully in frame, I want to get all theaction." She smiled a wicked smile."Yes Mistress."She patted her lap indicating I was to go over her knee.....I thrilled atthe thought. After setting up the. Attimes, I wonder if she isn't a little jealous, because I've got biggerbreasts than she does. Like just about everyone, she knows her bloodtype; she's A-negative, so she won't lactate, but she's grown some. Iquit trying to hide my boobs. Very few guys do anymore. It doesn'twork, because they're so big, and everyone knows that a man with baggyclothing and hunched over is a B. That's what the popular nickname isfor the condition - B. I don't like it, but I didn't get a vote.** Entry 42. We wandered through the DVD section for several minutes and then passed on into the magazine aisles, both of us very much aware of the discreet and not so discreet glances we kept getting from other customers. A rough looking man with tattoos running down both arms and on his neck in jeans and shit-kicker boots licked his lips as he undressed my daughter with his eyes. The woman he was with, maybe my age or a little younger and wearing tight jeans and a halter top that was maybe two sizes too. Being care free now she throws her pack to the ground and takes of her hoodie she was wearing. Another wave of lavender type stuff engulfs her once more. What is causing this, what could it be is it even safe. Even if she wanted to run or escape this situation she couldn't! The pollen like stuff had triggered her primal instincts she felt wild alive, the out side world didn't exist it was a mere thought at this stage. She felt at home in the Forrest, all she wanted to do was find what.