Is that OK?" Sure," Carrie said.When I came back from getting another cup of coffee, Mark was on Carrie's lap. I sat down and Kasey sat down on mine."...his is nice, Daddy," she said.It was nice. I hated to ruin it but I knew I had to."Kasey, can you help me in the kitchen?" I asked.Unlike my limited knowledge of glances, Kasey has my lexicon down pat."What's up?" she asked when we turned the corner.I glanced furtively back into the living room."Hon, we need to watch how close you and Mark get to. We stayed there for a moment, tongues darting around one another, and he began to touch me with light brushing motions, my back, my chest, my hips, my ass. I was melting in his arms, light-headed and feverish in the embrace, pulling him closer and opening my mouth wider to let him explore every nook and cranny. His hand brushed against my crotch and my cock sprang free, bumping out against his palm. He grasped it lightly and began to rub the underside with a soft circular motion. I moaned as I. The older generation just takes the traditional line about it all. We don’t enforce the old style collars in favour of using a sturdy but pretty chain that could pass for jewellery. On the farm, though, it’s very traditional.’ ‘You have slaves?’ Peri was shocked. ‘Well I have a maid and a cook,’ Carmen admitted. ‘That’s why I come here and help Emily bake, I can’t boil water on my own, and I like the kids to think I made the biscotti. We all do, Emily has a maid, Bianca has a maid, a cook and. " But that's half the fun David. Making the classes even more interesting and entertaining. Makes the day go by faster. Nothing worse than sitting there listening to some boring lecture unless you can make it less boring. You'd be surprised at the number of professors and instructors I've done this with who've made attending University a hell of a lot more fun." You know ... for some reason I don't doubt that. Not for a minute. Forget what I said. Attend class naked if you want, that would.