‘Fine,’ she said, even more brusquely than before. ‘In that case, you’d better take yourself back home again, hadn’t you?’ Sometimes, I ha... to remind myself who employed who. Exactly who was the boss and who had the right to call the shots. But the fact remained that even though Alice was my senior by more than thirty years, I was her employer. The shop was mine—and had been for nigh on three years. ‘I’ll be fine,’ I said with practised stoicism. ‘Just need a few glasses of water to get myself. "And Carol?" No, Carol is human. She doesn't belong to us. Let's just say she wasthe real deal." Then all of this was just a charade," I became angry."Shhhhhh," Emily put her finger to my lips. "Let me explain."I laid there in silence but I felt the fires of anger burning inside.Emily, or whatever she or it was, just smiled."We couldn't allow you to live a lonely life. You weren't making anyeffort to find any love so we took it upon ourselves to do everythingfor you. Love, sex, fulfillment, and. "I gaze down at my penis. "She's talking about you," I think. I do look silly. A penis and testicles have little to recommend them aesthetically. They're tools and that's it. Women's tools, but stored on our bodies because women's bodies are too beautiful to be cluttered with such things. I also have the thought, as I see my erection quiver, that Frieda's words ought to be shrinking it, but they're not. It's loving the abuse, a fact which proves one of her points or another."What I ask of a. He told me everything he said to you and he also told me everything you said to him!"That got a smirk on mom's face, "So you think you can share this big hunk of stud with your mom, Susan?"That was not what either of us had thought was going to be the first thing talked about.Susan replied, "Mom ... Addy, I'm not too sure you can handle 'Big Andy!' He is quite the smooth talker, his hands feel way too good and he cums too much ... and he makes a real mess!"Wow ... Susan went outside the box.