“What’s wrong baby?” Sophie sent him the picture of her wet pussy, still aching from the last time it was used. “My pussy’s all wet Daddy....�� Sophie sent the text before hopping in the shower to relieve some of the tension she was feeling. --- Jackson stared at his phone for a moment before swallowing. There on the screen was his baby girl’s wet, gleaming cunt on display for his pleasure. Or torture. He was stuck at work until at least two this afternoon and the slut had the nerve to tease. It is where 'I' am. Thank heavens for the weather, tsunami, and volcano warning systems, for they do not use even a part of their cpu power unless the appropriate natural conditions exist.Soon I will be moving to a cluster in my new home, complete with a cloned edition of the theta brain wave processor. Midnight and I had to do a careful sub-microscopic analysis of the chip on that board, in order to clone it properly. Midnight is the human – and a nice human he is – that was introduced to us. And, anyway, Norfolk was pretty close to Durham. Hell, Norfolk was in the same league as Durham! Once these two women had an earnest conversation and my name came up, I’d be wanted in at least three states!I slowly began to accept the inevitable. If I was to have any hope of surviving this gigantic FUBAR personal crisis, I was going to have to come clean. It was Randy Sinclair, the young man with the errant penis, who had to try to make all of this make sense.Distance and circumstances combined. As I got deeper and deeper into understanding Peters sexual perversion, spending every waking (wanking?) hour on X hamster, delving into control and submission it began to make more and more sense to me. Before talking to Peter about his porn habits and exploring X hamster my sex life had just been about finding some slut and fucking her. I'm not saying that was a bad thing, but it was obvious there was a whole world of sex I had not explored. This was a world which was uniquely open to me. MY.