It went very quickly, taking less time to explain than it'd taken me to explain it upstairs. They had a great deal of their own terminology, and a sin...le phrase often contained many sentences' worth of information (as telling Larry, "Go to Condition Yellow" would have, if we'd had one. Our Conditions were actually multi-dimensional, giving the ability to convey a richer variety of responses).Then there was also quite a detailed explanation of where all of the family members would be during this. As the sole heir of her father, Lord Caiden Arrowthorn, it was consider a terrible breach of etiquette for her to be seen about the castle until the sun had risen halfway through the morning sky. Thus each morning Lady Amelia and Jacinta would spend the morning bathing, grooming and dressing in long gowns of silk, velvet and lace until it was time to be escorted to the court of her father.Amelia looked to the sundial that sat upon the nearest windowsill in her stone tower. As a child she had. Then he got on the Garden State Parkway and headed north."How far is your house from here?" she asked."We're almost to the danger zone," he answered."Almost there, you mean?" F.A.B." he answered.A few minutes later, he got off the Parkway into a residential area. He turned into a development of small houses and after a bit of meandering, turned into a driveway and pulled into a garage next to another old Ford Thunderbird, numbered "1." Thunderbird 1 was painted silver, and had a small. My eyes narrowed in query and I asked, "What is that look!?" What look? She replied."That look you just gave me when I told you that you were gorgeous. What was that look." I don’t know!" She said, turning toward the full length mirror on the wall. “Maybe I’m starting to feel gorgeous!” She beamed, turning in the mirror to view her big pierced tits and pussy. She grabbed her boobs from underneath, raising them up and then turned toward me.As I was sitting in the guest chair admiring the drop.