“I’m sorry. I misread this.” She stood quickly and went to the door but I managed to get there before her, blocking her path.“Lay please,” I...mumbled quietly looking down at her as I slowly shut the door behind me, “don’t go.”She looked up at me and stepped closer, sliding her hand up my tie, “no one should be alone for Christmas, Scott.”I gently put my hand to her face, tracing her soft lips with my thumb, “you know what you’re getting into with this...” I had to ask, knowing I couldn’t just. . you'll be making a man of him ... with an extra big penis he'll be so proud of ... building up his sexual staying power ... strengthening the love for his mother ... handled well, he'll become ... a great little stud Margot."Her ideas made my mind dizzy with lust.Iris then got out of bed and went to her wardrobe. She was busy with something.Then she came and stood by me. Her hardened nipples peeked through a studded black-leather halter.Strapped around her hips was something I'd never seen. "I guess I'm a little stricken after yesterday. I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable." A tear escaping from her left eye, "No, not at all." She whispered. "It's just that's about the most wonderful thing anyone has ever said to me."I was suddenly a little bit embarrased. I'm not really Mr. Romance or anything, I just couldn't think of anything witty to say, so I just said what I was thinking. I guess it must have been the right thing to say. Jen leaned forward and hugged me tightly. But it. "Well, um ... yes. That's right. Tighter." She smiled.I could tell that something was up."Tighter, how?" No, no. That's all the information you get. So, what will it be? Just think, a week from now and you could be back to wearing normal panties."I thought for a second, but decided quickly."OK, I'll do it." After all, how bad could it be?"Oh, and no sex, either."My eyes went wide. We had been having sex so frequently. A week without? Could I bear it?But in the end, I knew I had to make it up to.