“Put that in your pussy now! I have a control for it and will give you some… motivation throughout the day, when I think you need it.” “Are yo... serious, you want me to have a vibe in me during school?” she asked. “Did I stutter?” I said, getting angry. “No Master, but is it wise to do that? I’m afraid of getting caught!” “If you want to remain my slut, you’ll do as I say and insert that vibrator in your pussy NOW!” “Yes Master, whatever you say, I’ll do Master,” Ella responded. “Good, then do. Has always Wendy gave me a kiss as she got in the car “when is Mom coming home” I knew then I would have to be honest So I told “Mom had found someone else” Wendy surprised me with what she said “Oh you mean Liz the Les” I looked shocked at Thirteen I didn’t think Wendy knew what Lesbians were“Dad we have each other we don’t need Mom you have me besides she is never there anyway” at this she took my hand “I love you Dad all I want is to take of you” we drove the rest of the way home in. ’ ‘Do not fear — I have a closet that you may never come out of, Sir.’ ‘I haven’t even gone in!’ ‘Are you afraid of the beasties?’ She smiled, got up off the bed where she had been sitting, slid across the room and held the door open as if ushering him in. ‘Would you like to admire the view from the window of my boudoir? Shall we breakfast together?’ ‘What are we having?’ ‘I have muesli to spare or there is french toast?’ ‘Is the toast truly imported from France?’ He teased. ‘Of course. It was. She turned her hand over to grip mine, gave her own squeeze in return, and so we sat holding hands. I liked that, too. It seemed natural. It was loving.I thought about that. If I were dating someone and sat at the table holding her hand, it would be a definite message. It would not be casual. I wouldn't do it with someone I didn't care about and from whom I wanted more. My Mom sure wouldn't do it with anyone, except me or my Dad. Yet, here I was, holding Mom's hand like a lover. Sons do have a.