Pressed against her nether cheeks, the crimson bloom of a fragrant rose rode like a tail; it was the hallmark of the Southern Rose pet shop, and Freli... had ordered her to wear it until it was time to sleep. The caress of the flower's thornless stem planted deep up her rectal passage made her very conscious of her femininity and her status as a personal pet. At once, the feelings that coursed through her solidified in her mind with crystal clarity; Shaasta determined that she would serve her. I take it, your long, thin fingers wrapping around my gloved hand and squeezing gently. You have an accent, light and lilting, almost British but somehow gentler and more musical."Marian." My voice sounds higher, more girlish than normal, and I can feel heat rising in my cheeks as I look at you through lowered eyes, fascinated by more than just your accent. Your hair is pulled back in a long pale braid, and you're taller than me by six inches or more, even in the heels that bring my height up. I suppose, given that he is older than me, I was also a little bit scared of him.But I had an anxious weekend. I thought perhaps he might find someone new, or lose interest in me. I rubbed myself furiously on Sunday afternoon when I heard Mum and Dad having sex. But I prayed hard at Mass, and my prayers were answered because on Monday he was there again at the jeepney terminal and sat next to me. It was raining and dark, and I could feel the warmth of his leg against mine, and that was enough. After breakfast we moved up the river to Mannum only about a half hour trip but with four now on board I needed more food to last us to Morgan. We tied up in the park and I told Tony he was going to help while Anne and Tim looked after the boat as their were some k**s there I had learnt the last time not to trust with an empty boat. Tony and I took the short walk into town to the butcher and the small supermarket, all the time Tony looked like he wanted to run guilty no doubt at having had sex.