I wondered how something like that would ever fit inside of a girl. He put is hand on mine and showed me how to move it up and down. It felt funny. ...It was hard inside but the outer skin was soft and smooth and moved without the inside moving, and it was very warm. He took his hand off and I kept stroking his cock. In my mind I kept thinking about the word cock and how adult it sounded. About each minute Debbie and I would switch. After several minutes, I was the one that made Grandpa. “Back for the summer?”“Summer and fall. I’m doing an internship in the fall, but Dad has me starting this summer.”Jerry nodded. “It’s time you got out of the plant and into the office.”“You, too?”“Yeah, me, too. You know we’re right. It makes no sense putting a Princeton grad slash Harvard Business School student to work on the line in a distillery. It’d be like having one of your father’s thoroughbreds pulling a plow. It’s time, and past time, for you to move along.” Jerry smiled. “A master. The marsh society treated the men poorly, generally looking down on them as second class citizens.We walked by a number of ruined fishing nets in an area used for refuse. They gave me an idea and I took them with me to the boat. The boat landing was crowded with dugouts, men looking over the swordfish with envy in their eyes. A few were naked which was pretty common for fishermen who were finished for the day and heading home. I pulled a few eunuchs aside and mentioned they would be welcome to. The two women embraced, their naked bodies pressing together under the duvet, hands exploring each other’s now-familiar curves. “Good morning, Mary,” said Mistress.“Good morning, Mistress,” Mary replied. “Have you slept well?”“Very,” said Mistress. “I was very tired from last night.” She winked. Mary blushed with pleasure. Compliments from Mistress made her feel warm inside. She buried her face in the other woman’s neck, inhaling the scent of her hair and warm skin. Mistress threw a leg over.