This is a little difficult to write, because there are so manyflashbacks, and I've struggled with a way to mark them as such, withoutbeing 'clunky.' ...lashback paragraphs are demarked at the start by*****that fateful night***** or similarMany thanks to my editors, Sir Lee, Ib12us, and Salrissa. This onetook more rounds of editing than any previous story, and I appreciatetheir patience.********** Teen Angel This story is copyright by the author. It is protected. She could not blame him. It had been a spontaneous thing, one to which both contributed. Perhaps sleep would come&hellip,but, they were still facing one another and their bodies were still tightly together. Clem froze. He did not want to destroy her trust. He did not move. Her arms came back around him and her right leg moved casually up and over his lower body as she snuggled close to his side. He lay very still. Perhaps sleep&hellip,but after a few moments his nerves were a tingle again.. He's showing me the bulge in his pants, with a reproachful 'see what you do to me?'"Oh, daddy, I'm so sorry. Should I kiss it to feel better?" I ask as solicitously as I can.It's like I'm going faster and faster off the road. I know mom's in the house, and I know the guilt is there, ready to bury me under its weight, but the thought of sucking him off in the kitchen with her only a few rooms away, turns me on. He should know his own body well enough to know if it's doable.- JamesShe says " Oh,. On the number 1 box was an envelope that said, "Slut - Read Me First. Master Allen".The letter read:"Slut. As we spoke last night, you will now serve for my pleasure. Put on the outfit that is in box one Place the other boxes in the bathroom and do not peek into any of them. Be sure to be completely shaven, smooth and clean wearing your blonde wig from last night and totally made up. Insert your butt plug. When you are through dressing, open the envelope inside the box with my rules. Go to the.