" Oh. I guess I can do that." Feel free to raid any of my books that look interesting. I have read all of them that you see on that shelf." Thanks Bec...y. I'm thinking about taking a nap."I started to get up just as a knock came at the door. Rob poked his head in the room and announced that dinner was ready. Ok, so I'll eat first. I turned to Becky."Who cooked dinner?" Daddy, why?" Your Dad can cook?" Daddy's a very good cook. My grandma made him learn. Daddy always said that she made him learn. .." Bullshit," he said with a smile. "If I needed you, you came. Every.Single. Time."We chatted for a few more minutes when Chrissy came back in. I held outmy hand and she handed me her math homework. The answers were allcorrect. "Not bad... But the last three answers.. It looks like youstarted to burn the page. I'll let you keep training if you promise torewrite this, and get your history homework done... tonight before ten."She scowled. "I promise."A Few Weeks Later."Hello, Anders,. I run a hand down your neck, your breasts, and your stomach all the way to your thighs. I run my fingers slowly over your outside pussy lips and feel the moisture. I feel you shiver with desire as I touch you and so I pull my hand away. You sigh in disappointment as the touch you crave is taken away. I lay down next to you and you feel the heat of our bodies touching. I start kissing you again passionately, our tongues dancing together. I know you want to touch me; wrap your arms around me and. . no-one, Mistress, " I stammered, realising that I'd made a ghastly error. "No-one at all. I'm sorry..." Don't you like the taste of piss?" She demanded to know. As respectfully as I could, I advised my Mistress that I didn't. She then grabbed a one pint capacity pouring jug from its place in one of the cupboards and stormed off into the outside toilet. When She returned five minutes later, the jug was almost full of pale yellow liquid. My Mistress handed me the container which was now quite.