Now near 50s she know she made the right decision, life with him had been so easy, not the typicall brat every mum at her work always complain aboutIt...started as a big dry stain on his boxer around 16 and most like every mum didnt say a word about it, actually happy for her son to discover joy and living throught his sexualitybut it became more and more frequent, on saturdays doing the laundry a month only 1 or two were stained but then 2, 3 then a month had pass . 4 and 5 out of 5 where stain. But people like Williamson made it damned hard."I suppose you've really got it worse than I do," said Tony.She looked at the young man, surprised. She'd hardly expected such a statement from him."What do you mean?" I mean I don't have to bend over and let Williamson stuff his filthy dick all the way up my ass. I should be happy he's not as queer as a football bat or he'd be doing to me what he's doing to you. I think it's a gaddamn crime. Hell, it is a crime." Sex harassment is, yeah," she. ”“Oh! Of course! Jasmine, please cancel the reservation for Mr. Cyning. He is with me.”“Really! What a lovely surprise. Would you rather have the table I reserved for him? It’s at the window.”“No, no. Please. I would much rather we stay at Meredith’s usual table. It is my opportunity to get to know more about her.” Liam smiled at the hostess and the woman blushed.“So nice.” She handed menus to each of them and hurried away.“So, since you are so well known here, what would you recommend? The. .. by having sex in our bed. I did NOT feel guilty about calling this stranger - a man who I did not even know his name - Daddy. I did not feel guilty about spending several hours at a spa where I was being pampered by this wonderful massage ther****t with her strong hands and abundance of warm, slippery oil. I only relaxed and thought of Daddy. Of my wonderful, giving Daddy. As he kissed, me, held me, bit or twisted my nipples, pulled my hair as He thrusted into my depths... and as he pushed.