This time i kept her cheecks spread with my hand, and kept pushing slightly against the thermometer, creating a constant pressure up her ass. The sigh... was over the top for me, not in my wildest dreams i ever thought this could happen, and now i was living it! The only sad thing was that these digital ones only need a minute, some less, to read the temperature. And with a biep biep biep he let me know it was time to ‘wake up’. I pulled it out, removed the plastic cover and marked down her. She said that she was sexually submissive and I was being so dominant with her that she thought it was appropriate to address me as Sir. I told her I liked that, and that and if she wanted to we could visit a private club that was kink based. I took her to a nice upscale restaurant and we talked about sexual roles and how we each saw our selves. It was very clear by the time the check arrived that we had worked out a verbal D&s contract between us. Even though we'd just met that afternoon, it. "It involves wearing clothes."What I wanted were teeth for Marsh Hare, my 'light fighter' spacecraft. Marsh Hare had been demilitarized by removing the weaponry, a missile launcher and a beam weapon. The fire control system was intact, but disconnected. The fire control software was still in the computer but hidden in the directory. All I needed were weapons. There were enough spare weapons aboard the Lightning Bolt. The stores were needed for a star ship that operated beyond the frontier,. Mr Wainright and Mrs Olney had been an enormous help. The girls from the brothel were settling in well with their new families and could now be visited. She gave Becca the names, addresses, and telephone numbers.Becca discussed with Steven how best she could help the girls. They agreed there was nothing material they could do but she could visit them and do her best to encourage them."They'd be more than welcome here if you want to ask them. Their foster parents may be a bit wary so feel free.