I would say that my job has given me a proctologist's view of the exercise of concubinage as practiced in the diaspora. I know that we, Marissa and I,...have worked hard at becoming a family. I know that whenever a sponsor is willing to approach me on the issue of failed compatibility I always tell them that the concubine is their family member now, and that while the idea of marriage may have been degraded by the Confederacy I haven't noticed that people have stopped having families.So I take it. ”“Been what now?”“Fake-numbered. I bet she gave you a fake number to get rid of you.”“Do people do that?”“All the time.”“You sure?”“Sure, man. I’ve done it myself. Hell, I did it last night to this blonde bit who kept pestering me. Look, I’m going to give Andy a call, see if he’s up for a game. See ya later.”“Yeah. Later.”The more he thought about it, the more Jake was convinced that Bobby was right. Emma must have given him a fake number. After all, she’d been in Ladz and she probably had tons. I was getting good at licking her pussy and she was able to make sure she didn’t make to much noise. When she would rub my cock against her clit and then slide my dick in. She had a way of riding my cock. Never letting me pull out. Always taking my load deep in her pussy. Then she would put on the robe and head into my sisters room. We were getting good at sneaking around and fucking in my room and also the hot tub. We also did it in the shower as well. We figured that we Would get caught. "You're quite nicely muscled I see, and you can keep your penis under control. I approve. Does Josie train you to do that?" Yes Miss Natalie, she has me work out regularly and With my duties I'm never idle." I answered her."I know that. I meant your penis boy, your penis! Does she train you to keep it under control?" Yes Miss Natalie,"I answered, thinking of all the times when an unwanted erection had been slapped down, or several forced masturbations had been employed to lower my libido."Well,.