With my right hand, I proceeded to steadily stroke my prick, from base to tip, running my thumb across the piss-slit at the end of every pull.My eyes,...of course, were transfixed by the image before me: a thirteen-year-old's tight little ass, swaying back and forth, almost filling the screen. Again and again the twelve-second loop cycled before my eyes, the subject perfectly framed by the camera work, its middle-school form perfectly shaped and prominently displayed by the tight, low-slung, pink. When I got to the display the short guy looked up at me directly.“Aren’t you a fine piece of ass,” he said.I blushed. “Thank you.”“I got a question about this fucking machine. Can you pull it out so I can look at it?”I used the key on the top of the container to unlock the entire front glass. The fucking machine was in the bottom left and in a big box. I knew from moving my home machine it was heavy so I could not bend over and pick it up. I was thinking this as I was half way bent over into. You did not tell me that you knew my father once worked for your father and that you knew my father had trained me to assume a role with King Welton.“Again, if you will recall, I did not ask for reasons. For the first year, I saw danger around every corner – mostly because it was still a dangerous time to live in or near Tyrell. I kept the coin you gave to me hidden in the deepest recesses of the privy to keep Wilhelm’s soldiers from stealing it away. I dared not be on the streets after dark.. I also told you it was a mistake. We are not getting a divorce over this. Do you realize how stupid you sound? Lila is finally out of the house. We can discover each other all over again. We can travel. We can walk around the house naked. We don't have to worry about Lila hearing us or catching us. I love you, Honey and I'm sorry. If I could take it back I would. But I think a divorce is far too extreme a punishment." Karen, what punishment would you consider fair?" I asked."Personally, I don't.