She had allowed me to enclose herwrists in fur-lined cuffs that I found on-line. While she was thusrestricted I had teased her breasts for about five...minutes beforemounting her for very exciting sex. We both enjoyed it but then sheturned the tables on me, pointing out that I owed her a chance. I saidshe could use the cuffs on me, thinking how much fun it would be to gettitillated for a short while and then granted release. She said thatmight work but that she had been thinking of getting a. ‘I can’t come home. I love you but he’s still there. I can’t live with him. I just can’t. I’d rather starve. Please try to understand.’ What about her baby? Her next comment told me that I wasn’t the only one asking that question. ‘I don’t have much of a choice, do I?’ she said bitterly. ‘As soon as he’s born I’ll take him to the fire station or give him up for adoption. I don’t want to, but I can’t afford to keep him. He deserves better than me,’ she said, almost in tears. My heart ached. I. I was still only fo**teen but I'd learned a lot since the start of the summer. Not only was I now enthusiastically masturbating whenever I got the opportunity but I was also confident around Tom and completely happy to be naked in front of him and to be watched while I did so. Now that I'd seen Tom pleasure himself while watching me I wanted to see if there was more to learn.One Saturday afternoon in late summer I went round to his house and after doing a bit of work in the garden we both went. “Computer commence search. Locate home system. Locate any nearby systems.” ‘Search commencing, based on visual and spectrographic data search will take 6.4 hrs.’ “Computer I am taking a rest period call when search complete or in an emergency.” I go to my bunk and lay down. What a shit day; 1 st , I can’t get my rations stocked until after some Admiral gets his yacht restocked and refueled. 2 nd , I can’t get my full fuel load as the Admiral took most of the available fuel. And 3rd, I had to.