It was impossible not to notice and honestly, get a little arroused by it. “I’m sorry” I said, “But why do you keep calling me Daddy?” “Do...’t you know?” she said, as if honestly surprised by my question. With a little laugh she then said, “You’re so cute. Don’t worry sweetie, I like Daddies!” She touched my arm as she spoke. Then she turned, it seemed like she arched her back and pointed her ass at me, then slowly started to walk away, swinging her slim hips back and forth, as if to exaggerate. ..” After a pause, she said more or less flatly, “... you turned out like your father.”While I tried to comprehend what she had just said, her eyes shifted toward holly. “And you, slave holly,” she said derisively, “you probably turned out like your mother.”After a deep breath she asked, “So, how long has this been going on?”I stepped closer to the webcam in the top of my laptop and started to answer, but Mom cut me off with, “Slaves do not address a Mistress except as a slave unless you have. Jonesy throws a lot of ground balls and you know you'll need me to direct out there."The second baseman was nearby and came over, "We need Dean Coach. Charlie will be a decent short one of these days but he isn't there yet. Come on, we need Dean's glove and you know we need his bat." Okay, okay, Dean," the coach grimaced, "the other coaches and the scouts are not going to believe you. We do need your glove and bat so go warm up but try to keep the throwing down."I laughed and asked, "So that. Creighton about a product I want manufactured." Oh, you are the boy. You seem to have a great knack for getting this school shaken up." It is all for a good cause. I value education very much." What can I do for you?" Mr. Creighton is building a turbo charger for me, along with a special radiator to cool the compressed air. I now need a diesel engine for it to be put on. This also requires a real-life load, because we do not have the expensive machinery and test equipment to see how well it.