The girl I described is Zoe."My insides froze. I stared, open-mouthed, at Mom. I couldn't believe my ears. I mean, I'd lived here long enough I knew s...me paedos and panchronos, and most of them were great people, but I'd never seen any indication that my own mother was one of them, in 18 years of living with her. This ... this was a bombshell."I ... what? Hold on, I just ... I just need to think," I said, my head in my hands."Your, um ... your father never approved of such things, so he never. 50 an hour or you can trot on home. And if you keep working here keep your eyes off my daughter. You’re not in her league.”Phil purposefully leaned around the man to glance in the direction of the scantily clad woman. The guy was right: he wasn’t in her league – he was about three steps above it.“I have a copy of my contract here,” Phil said. “I get paid $15 an hour. If I trot myself back home, you will still pay me $15 an hour to not work for you this summer. Why don’t you have your daughter. Reynolds, we would like to inform you that your husband’s officer in Iraq has arranged for a patrol car to be stationed in front of your house twenty four hours a day until after the trial is over. We will make sure that you have no further problems with the teenage gang.”I forced a smile and thanked him, “Thank you very much for your concern.”They apologized, “No Ms. it’s our fault for letting it happen in the first place. Now we’re going to take up our position for the night.”Brenda and Gwen. Christmas is typically a special time for us, if I have been a good slave I get a toy designed only to get me off. This year was quite interesting. First she tied me with rope. This was not unusual and she was tying me so that I would remain in a standing position with my legs closed and my hands tied behind my back. Next she attached clover clamps to my nipples with a chain and tied my balls tight. Next she attached hooks to the rope, I suspected to hang weights off of. Normally this is when.