Bringing his hand up to his arm, he squeezed my hand.“Thank you, son,” he said, while his tears flooded his cheeks.We sat at the kitchen table, He...en going through a plan my new love and I had put together. It was a design of the house, with ideas in which we had. How to modify the building for my father’s needs. He looked at the layout, while we explained to him. Looking up at us with admiration, whenever we took the turn in explaining to him something.It was late in the afternoon when I. Of course, I'm no better, I'm just a puppet who can see the strings.I can still remember what I was like before, how I found my power, how Itried desperately to fix the damage I caused, how scared I was to everhurt another person with it.I swore I would bottle it up and never use it again.Unfortunately, Real Power found me, and now I do the thing I wanted to doleast in all the world.And speaking of which, I better finish my breakfast and head out.I have an appointment to keep.*****The. Sir Robert asked for complete history of what kinds of sexual experiences she had had and what parts of her body turned her on the most. She was embarrassed to describe how she masturbated and when Sir Robert asked if she had ever used her finger in her behind while doing so, she stammered out her answer. She answered a long series of questions on what types of submissive experiences she had enjoyed and what types of submissive fantasies she had. Finally, Sir Robert asked her the last question,. Jane turned her back again, this time to remove heronly remaining garment ? the black panties Jane hadput on after Mr. Hung bought the pretty things she hadworn to work. Poor Harold was trembling as his mentorwiggled out of her pretty panties, revealing a bottomfar beyond the dreams of mortal man. It was a perfect,heart shape, firm but promising soft delights. Haroldthought, "Omigosh, she's going to turn and I'm goingto see her pussy.'Harold was only right about the turning part.The beauteous.