" "Aye my lady, t'is more pleasure that way!" sayeth the Prince and reached withal his arms t'Magdalena's creamy thighs. "Oh what soft warmth thou b...dy giveth off! Such lavish velvet smoothness thou provideth me hands to hold.” Prince Jameson pulled her forthwith t’edge of bed. His long sexual extension doth touchest her wet pink orifice and made her shiver. “Oh my, thou hard head of extended pleasure maketh me shiver for thee!” “My lady, thou lush flaxen garden of moistness caters t’thee. Still, she had a good reputation right up until the time she surrendered her cherry to Sir Dennis with his terrible moustache and his great thing of a rod always ready for action in hidden corners and silent closets. It was a period of her life that she would like to forget because it filled her with a sense of sadness at her naïve actions and her sinful carrying on with a married man.She learned the lesson that there was no future in dallying with a married man that was filled with promises. I folded my arms and went to the latrine not far off.When I came back to the tent, I stopped at the door, holding the zipper in my hand. I paused and thought for a moment, then unzipped the door and stepped inside. I looked down at dad. He was still asleep. My heart was beating quickly, as I removed my clothes - all of them. Then I kneeled down on the mattress and gently shook his shoulder. He groaned."Dad?" I whispered.He slowly turned to look at me, straining his eyes in the dark. I cleared. Sit down and behave. Um, please sit Fiona. Good. I hear she’s become a recluse since your father’s unfortunate death.’ ‘You knew my father?’ ‘Dunedin and its shores are not all that large. One of my companies did all the maintenance of the MacDonald Fisheries fleet.’ Looking around the spartan office, Fiona asked, ‘Did you lose the business when mum sold?’ ‘Do I look stupid?’ ‘You are tempting me Sir Alec.’ He grinned. ‘Craig is coming home soon. He’s had two years working on his grandparent’s.