Once more Jeff is stepping out of character.He held me in his arms and told me he loves me. Then he picked up something from his desk and guided me to...the windows on the other side of the room. He held out the strange looking binoculars he’s holding and asked, “Have you ever seen anything like these?”“Binoculars? Jeff, I’ve seen binoculars.”I tried to sound casual. But inside I’m freaking out. I had glanced outside after we kissed and I can plainly see the RV where I now spend two afternoons a. He is making all the decisions, he has ordered her to come in here andshe is waiting for him. When he tells her to do something she will do it- andshe have enjoyed proving it so far! Feeling dirty is actually a littleexciting- at the same time she feel safe because nobody can come into thecubicle when it was locked. Maybe she will get to be cuffed to a bed andfucked- but it will happen if he decides it will. Thinking about this sort ofthing makes her get cold shivers, and she decide she is. That tingling, throbbing sensation, was unmistakable; and he leaned forwards to type in the search for his favorite porn site. His fingers flew over the keys hurriedly. Within seconds there it was in full color---it was an 'interracial cuckolding' site (one now of so many others that had grown in incredible popularity in only a few short years).Marcus felt his pulse chugging on either side of his neck, as well as in his chest, as his eyes took in the sights of those amazingly HUGE black cocks. He would learn to sew, crochet, knit and other needle crafts.He signed his name and then paid by credit card. No one said a word.He was probably the happiest person who ever signed up for needlepoint.This was so much of a thrill that he wanted to do it again. He decidedto sign up for Boy Scouts. He wouldn't go, Karen would go. She wouldlove it. But Justin didn't care for the time being he was the adult andshe was his son and she'd have to do what he told her. Mom had donethis type of.