So we chatted about her mum and dad and my missus and the kids. She was just going when she spotted a note in her pigeonhole. It had appeared overnigh... and I recognised the writing - Dr Whitehead's schoolboy script. I was watching from the corner of my eye as she opened it. There were several pages and she skimmed to the end, then slumped down on the bench, staring at it, tears running down her face.I went out to her, worried. "You all right, miss?" Please call me 'Sarah', if you're going to. "It's not fair though that I get to do some things she can't?" Like?" Like she's already in bed by eight?" Remember you have those nanites Stacy - Bella's a normal little. Normallittles, even the ones who are independent, rarely stay up past nine!Bella normally has gone to bed around eight for her whole life. It's notlike it's a punishment."I looked at the clock and saw it was nine-thirty. "So do I have a bedtime?" Well I'd definitely say before your Mommy and Daddy!" Obviously... kind of hard. He loved all of Elise - her breasts in his mouth, or aroundhis cock, her ass about his rod, her lips on his, or sucking his prick. Buthe also loved her emotionally - she wasn't just a sex object. That was why hestayed faithful to her despite her nutty boss' closing of her cunt to him mostof the time. Elise began speaking, something she rarely did but which he loved. "Ohgod, Eric, what a good fucker you are! That huge prick feels so good insideme, stretching my cunt and making it feel so. "I can image four horny teens down by a lake just like I was standing there watching." I'm not on the pill," Stacy said, "so you'll have to wear a condom. Is that OK?" Um, yeah. Sure," I replied. Stacy was already pulling my shorts down, and my cock sprung straight up to point directly at her. The tall teen must have been holding a rubber in her other hand, because the next thing I knew, she was tearing the package open with her teeth. It was weird because I could see her brother looking over.