I’m from there actually”, I told her. “Oh cool”, she said.The bartender had come with her drinks by then so I offered to buy that round for he... and her friends. She happily agreed. We took the drinks (mostly cocktails) back to her group of friends where she introduced me to everyone. I was having a hard time controlling myself from continuously checking every single girl in her group. They were fucking gorgeous, all of them.My friends came over, too and soon we are all talking and laughing (I. She made for the bow of the ship, moving below decks like a rat to stay out of sight. She was armed with the derringer.“I cornered her at the bow. I was carrying a shotgun with bean-bag rounds. She thought her gun would penetrate my armor. I really tried to capture her alive. I guess she never practiced with the gun because suddenly both barrels fired at almost the same moment.”I held up the broken ceramic plate. “The plate is intended to stop one round, a big and powerful one, but they. Now I knew why Bruno went around sniffing everyone’s crotches.Joe said, “So little one, what do you want?”I said, “Joe, you are really great. I want to play a new game tomorrow. I want you to tell everyone that I am the boss of the family and everyone must do what I say. I want to try to get mom and dad both to admit she is submissive. I want to control them tomorrow, but I also want to be able to control mom once you guys get away from here. Can we do that Joe. I promise I’ll make it all up to. . another sip of wine and you can feel the day's tension slipping away. With a sigh of true relief, you can focus on you and you alone for now. The contented smile on your face is so very lovely. Your little satiny robe is pretty, as well, but we both know that's an accessory that will be put aside soon...Your imagination is beginning to wander. The wine and the music are helping your inner senses surface in a warm, soothing glow. Your need to touch your skin grows stronger as your mind.