” Talk about an awkward moment. I looked through the dryer for something else to put on. Jenny giggled. “Are you OK?” she asked as rummaged fo... something- anything to cover myself. “Yes,” I replied, “I’m looking for something else to put on.” “That’s OK,” she replied, “You can pass. I promise to not look.” I peeked my head around the corner of the laundry room. “I’ll cover my eyes,” she said, placing her hands over her face. I stepped out of the laundry room, apologizing profusely as I. In much the same way that he had been totally unaware that Kyle was a virgin when they first had sex together, he was now equally unaware of just how much his own sexual techniques when he fucked the young man had already conditioned Kyle’s thinking.He himself knew whenever he now fucked Kyle, that his own actions were motivated by feelings of love and not just by the lust for raw, uninhibited sex. Any desire generated by the lust he had initially had had straight after the paddling, to fuck. My nuts felt so tender.“What happened?” Kora asked, staring down at Ava.I shook my head, staring down at her. “She was babbling about ... about having to be bred by her father.” A dark, bubbling anger swelled through me, fed by the pain pulsing through my nuts. “That she wanted only that Las-damned bastard to ... to ... fuck her.”My left hand squeezed hard, muscles bulging in my arms. Why would she want that black-hearted, cock-sucking murderer to breed her? She hated her father. She plotted. .” She pointed at me. “No. You bother me. You. You have power but don’t use it. You have all these women, but never make a move on any of us. You could be out there doing more but you just want to avoid it all. You!”Another thought occurred to me then, and I didn’t like it. I really didn’t like the possibility of what her answer to my next question could be, but I had to know. “Do you want to leave?”Again, that glare. “If I wanted to leave, I would have left already.”I shook my head, not sure.