”“Hello, Numa. I am pleased to meet you ... I think,” he ended tentatively.She giggled, but stood up, the boy in her arms, and offered him to hi... father. “Tompa, here is your Daddy, come to collect you.”Tarka accepted the bundle, and the child wrapped himself around his father’s neck.“Daddy! Daddy! These nice people saved me!” then he changed his line of attack, “I want Mummy!”His mother came forward from her subservient position behind her husband, and silently took the anxious boy into her. I give no sympathy for their plights against hurting me. I hear their complaints and reservations, their pleading voices begging to show me something more, but I do not listen. Their instructions are always the same - do as I say, or get out.Some of them walk out with the intention of never returning, but most of them don't, and the ones that do - always reappear eventually. I suppose they are intrigued by the prospect of beating me before furiously stabbing their manhood inside my body and it. He was grinning and wagging his tail at me when she opened the door a crack and slid through. I moved cautiously through the opening myself, but the dog just sniffed my crotch a minute, then followed her into her office. I wondered if he knew what I had in mind, but he went to curl up on a dog bed in the corner as I came in.She was talking now, and bent over the computer to look at something. Geek speak, so I paid no attention. I needed to find out if there were panty lines showing through the. I only had a few weeks before I got shipped out. You see, I’m a Sergeant in the military reserves and would be gone for two weeks during the summer. I knew that she was prepping herself to be strong while I was gone. Even though it was only going to be a short while, I didn’t want to leave my new wife husbandless for any period of time. I wouldn’t be able to protect her from 3,000 miles away. I wouldn’t be able to show her my physical affection. The idea just about killed me, but it was the.