“Your not my mother! Your not! And you'll never be my mother! Never!” I replied.“We took you in, I took you in, and cared for you, to me that's ... mother” she replied.“Well your not, to me you're nothing” I replied(Slap) she slas me across the face.“After everything we gave you, after everything we've done for you,” she replied tearfully.“You should have never adopted me, you should have looked the other way” I replied.“You know why we adopted you” she replied.“Don't know, don't care” I. I welcomed her and invited her in with a glass of the wine waiting for her on the table. She sat on the edge of the couch showing some nerves. As we talked I saw a nice looking blonde woman who was telling me she had broken up with her last and only DOM that very week. As she talked she seemed to be getting a certain look in her eyes that was telling me she wanted something from me that very evening. I pulled out the flogger I like best and laid it on my lap. Cindy’s eyes could not leave. " Noooooo...." The shapely blonde shrieked in unbridled protest. "You're notsuggesting that I do something as disgusting and distasteful as that?"Well, though I know that it is nothing more than a matter of semantics, Ican personally guarantee that you will find the net results of the act to beextremely tasteful and very much to your liking. Though, I will grant youthat the means of how you go about acquiring your daily semen fix will be amost distressing and thoroughly humiliating act for you. Soon he was seated in the Corporate President’s office. He was sure that the subject was the Ethics Committee’s findings on his deviation from policy in the Bert Loehman matter. Paul didn’t know what to expect. He had been so preoccupied of late that he had little time to worry about it. ‘George, we’ve got to deal with something,’ Adams began. ‘The Ethics Committee’s findings are in. Frankly, it is harsher than I expected, but I can do nothing except tell you what they are.’ ‘Alright, let’s.