We don't have room," Alison said, coming over once she had theothers, and all the shopping, in the van."It's all right," the girl said meekly. "We are...'t worth worryingabout." Yes you are," River said forcefully, reaching out and grabbing thegirl's shoulder. A shock went through the girl at the touch, and hereyes opened wide, staring at River. River turned to her parents and said"We can make room for two more, somehow. We have to take these girlshome." Dale caved first, nodding, and then. Nobody ever did this to me. She took off her t-shirt. I pulled down her bra straps. She held her hands on her lush chest as if she was shy. A couple of seconds passed, then she said, "okay, okay," and removed her hands.Her nipples were huge and that looked nice on her firm and big boobs, but she was probably insecure about them. We moved over to the back seat. Silently, I pulled my jeans down. She pulled down my boxers herself.My member was swollen, huge, and at least a few inches bigger than. My connecting flight was on a regional jet. As I boarded, and the flight attendant greeted me, I immediately recognized her. As the title of this story indicates, she was - indeed - an Indian princess (BTW: that's Eastern Indian, as in India). Her smile was great to see, and I warmed up inside immediately. Why? I had flown on one of her flights a few months ago. The flight was only about 1/2 full, and I had 1st row seating. The flight attendant seat is quite close to the 1st row, so. Plus a real devious mind to go with it. I remembered that Mistress said Becky handled all her special projects. Now I understand why. After dinner we retired to the library for after dinner drinks. It was nice to be waited on hand and foot. Becky and I might have to get slaves of our own. I caught Mistress looking at me. Looking thoughtful, she asked "What would you think about moving Daddy's business out here when he retires. We're going to be partners and this way, it will cut overhead and.