The exhilaration was (and is yet), quite literally, addictive.I think of these babies I've created, living in Germany, or France, etc. and I like know...ng they are their; and that a part of me, of Rashid, will persist their. Their lives will be different there that here, but I like that as well. I occasionally hear from the couples, too. They wish to stay in touch with me. They wish for the c***d to know something of his father; and I like that. All these little Rashid's running around Europe;. "And does a maid have sex with her mistress?"Celilia swallowed. "No, Mistress Tate." 'No, Mistress Tate!'", she mocked him. "So you sniff my pantiesinstead. I found one of your hairs inside them. This is yours, isn'tit?" She held it up.Pointlessly, he examined it before saying, "Yes, Mistress Tate." You little pervert. I suppose you jerked off while you were sniffingthem." No, Mistress Tate," he protested again."A likely story. Cecilia, I don't care if you jerk off, but leave myclothes out of. Complaint ... or how it had been handled. Her stomach felt heavy. She felt trapped. She didn't say anything for so long that Bob put himself into the situation."What do you mean, Lula Mae?" he asked."Well Darcy and me didn't even know anything was wrong with him, until Mamma brought him here. But after that he was a lot nicer to be around. I mean he was happy, and did his chores, and didn't yell at us girls and such." And you say Doctor Webber gave him more treatments and it helped?" That's. I close my eyes and replay in my mind what I have just witnessed. My cock is still demanding satisfaction, and I clutch it tightly almost out of my mind with need.They are whispering, Milly saying, "Will you stay with me, hold me all night." If you, like." Then turning to me. "Is it okay if we use our bed, Luca? You can take the spare. I made it up earlier.I tell her, "Please yourself."She whispers to Milly, "Go on — our bed. I'll follow you soon." She sees the girl's doubt. "I promise."Milly.