She was dying to speak, I could tell – to beg me to release her from my last instruction – and it was a measure of how far she’d fallen under my...influence that after a long moment of staring into my eyes she simply… obeyed.Her own eyes became slightly edged with tears as she parted her legs – slightly at first, then wider, then finally as far apart as the padded bench in the booth would allow her. Her hands, still holding her skirt up to her waist, were shaking.But she kept her gaze on my face. " Clair said changing the topic as Helen started writing.Jack meanwhile was just sitting down at his desk after that exchange earlier with Stan, as Helen smiled. It was a wicked sort of smile.There are good days, great days and days like this one! Helen thought to herself as she left Clair's office. Her boss, aside from this weekend to do list, had just told her, in so many words, that she wanted that horrid little man dressed as a little girl. How can you possibly measure such things? Chapter. You play lovely Miss Sarah, Came floating back as he shut the door. Sarah was alone with her piano and her books, just like always before, but now unlike before she had all the memories of her time with Scotty. It gave her a momentary joy, like finishing a really good long novel. A feeling that she had a very precious gift no one could ever take away. As she moved back from the library to her bedroom she was again filled with sadness. What a terrible emotional rollercoaster. She walked into. “Mm, look at that, you are bigger than John and Eric.”“What, you sleep with both of them?”“I do, and I love it.”He was about to speak again but by then I had freed his cock and gently put the cock head between my teeth holding it there while I searched for his eyes. When they met mine, I very carefully bit down a little.“Ah, ah, careful.”“Will you play along,” I asked after releasing him.“Yeah, sure.”“Good man.”I lowered my head and this time I took him into my warm mouth. He gasped as my full.