A quick look from Douglas dismissed them both once their plates were full and the wine poured. Douglas racked his brain trying to think of something t... say. It seemed that most topics were off limits or risked making one or both of them feel uncomfortable. Still, he couldn’t regret his decision to bring Sabrina home. He wanted her here, wanted her to stay. ‘How is your father?’ Sabrina asked, breaking through his thoughts. Douglas took a sip of wine. ‘Not well,’ he admitted. ‘That is actually. The whole time i am sitting with him i am thinking how the hell i will tell him, he is obviously trying to impress me (and he was)and we are getting on so well, the whole night he tells me how good i look and even tells me where he would like to take me on our next date.Now i dont drink much and wine goes to my head very quickly so by the end of the evening i am feeling a little bit more than a bit merry and i have to hold onto Marks arm as he leads me to the taxi to go home, and it felt just. Sometimes you can pick up some nice things at very reasonable prices."She helped me on with the pale blue dress from the wardrobe. "This isquite suitable for going out in, not like the little red dress that youchose to wear yesterday" she said. "I know I enjoyed the view lastnight, but you shouldn't flash so much of your underwear in public!"The hem of the skirt came a few inches above my knees. "Very demure,"said Ann. "And blue for a boy, perhaps?" In the mirror I saw thereflection of a tall. She squirmed on me, feeling so lithe. I shuddered as her pussy wiggled around my still-hard cock. She kissed me, tasting her own milk.“What are we going to do, Master?” she asked.“Spread our divine word,” I told her. “There are women out there that need to learn the joys of submitting to their man.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Adam – Ophiuchus“Our plan succeeded,” I sent telepathically to my now twin sister. “We live again. Your nanites worked.”We were still in these infant bodies, but they.