Fucking Andwele to keep her place on the flights to the Confederacy camp was for work, not for pleasure, so it didn’t really count. A few casual boy...riends, none of them serious either from her side or from theirs, had filled the gap. There hadn’t been anything for her at the camp. Would her test drive be work or pleasure? Better to look on it as pleasure she decided.The door to Blue One slid open, revealing Julius standing there. Even at fourteen he was already taller than Sonia. He hadn’t. She was mine now, totally mine. I knew I had a sex slave, and evenmore, someone who was totally subjugated to me mentally, physically andsexually. I picked her up the next evening and spent my time talking about how Ineeded money and at that time didn’t even have money for the motel. Sheoffered to help in any way she could. So I pushed it even further andasked if she really meant it. She did ! I told her the only way she couldreally help was to help me make real money. I wanted. "Oh Frank, it's you," my mother cried pushing my father aside as she rushed and threw her arms around my neck hugging me, showing affection never shown in the past. "Oh come in son. Why are we standing here on the front porch, come on in. Oh my look how tall and wide he is dad," she added as she and my father looked up at my six feet six frame."What to hell did you do to get so big lad," he exclaimed, looking up from his five ten height, which I used to think was huge."Clean-living I suppose,". When I told my mother, she convinced me that once marriage is over, men put on weight and get good health because of special attention and satisfaction. I believed her but nothing helped to improve his physique.Even after 9 years I could not conceive. How could I conceive when my husband used to finish off either in my hand or on my thighs without complete penetration? Only in the first year of marriage, he could perform with at least half penetration. He took lot of treatment for both erectile.