The thought flashed through Lens' mind that it was the first time anyone had sat opposite him here since he had moved in, and her company felt pleasan...ly strange. It felt right.They talked about a lot of things, just chatting about easy stuff and tip-toeing carefully around what both knew needed to be said. 

Len was nervous and tried hard not to show it but he couldn't sit still for long and was up and down to get a spoon, or something from the fridge, or some more water for the teapot,. She seized her member and began stroking it up and down eagerly, the cool latex gloves feeling heavenly on her hot, naked flesh. She approached him, bringing the tip of her weapon ever closer to his mouth as she leisurely masturbated herself.“Feeling thirsty yet?”“Thirsty, Mistress?”“Hmmm, I guess it hasn't been long enough. You will be soon! And then you'll be begging for it.”She gave his hooded face a playful pat and then turned, making her way to the wall of toys. Jessica examined the trove. ”“By the end of January, I’ve been guaranteed. Maybe sooner.”“Uh, get Cindy to fly one down here and sign me off for tail-draggers...”“Sandy’s got one up on you, huh?”“Sandy’s ... Well...”“This ain’t one of those weird ‘teacher-student’ things, is it?”“Better NOT be...” Nina’s voice. She’s standing in the door.“Noooo, not nearly,” Matt defended.“Come in and sit down,” I said.“I don’t wanna interrupt...”“Not interrupting.”“So what are you doing with my daughter?” Nina asked.“I’m being perfectly. ”“Spanked, you mean,” Jessica pressed.“Yes, spanked, Miss Jessica,” Mrs Hopkins retorted showing no remorse.“Emily dropped the vase because Pebbles jumped up at her,” Jessica explained.Mrs Hopkins was wide-eyed at the statement. She knew Pebbles was a boisterous dog and was known to jump up at everyone. Indeed, Pebbles had jumped up at her two weeks ago when she was holding a drink in a rather expensive crystal glass. What was more was that it was one of a set. She had been drinking with.