“No, all I have to do is claim you. I prefer to give each woman a choice. If they have family, I give them a chance to return to their family. Other...ise, I give them the option of joining the clan without being my slave.“So, you could just claim us, but let each of us decide?” the second girl asked.“That’s right,” I replied.“No wonder the women you take back adjust so quickly,” the third girl commented thoughtfully.We finally made it back topside and found one of our ships docking nearby. “The. The Old Town, vieux-Quebec, feels like a town in the old continent, populated by nice Canadians. After you’ve been there a while, you understand why Quebecers want to preserve their culture, even to the extent of being treated differently than the rest of Canada. They are different, and they have plenty worth preserving. I’m sure Canadians will find a way to save what’s beautiful and special about Quebec, without breaking up their country along language lines. Canada is one of the most. I take herhands and place them on my clothes, she needs no further encouragement andshe begins to strip me too, anxious to feel what she has only dreamt about. When she uncovers my hard chest, she gasps and takes mynipples into her mouth, as I had done to her just a short while ago. Her fingersfumble with my belt and as she loosens it and pulls down my trousers, my cocksprings to full hardness, she needs to believe it is all for her. Slowly shesinks to your knees, stroking my erection lovingly. Her dad changed into a t-shirt and shorts. Rick had made them sandwiches. They were eating and talking. A piece of lettuce fell from Katie's sandwich and onto her right breast, where Rick's eyes fell. Katie casually swiped the piece of lettuce with her finger and licked it up with her tongue. Rick was fascinated. She sure has changed, he thought.The following days Katie dressed in skimpy clothing as she walked around the house. When she would clean she would bend down in a way to emphasize her.