..." I fell over backwards to the floor while she was still on top of me. I could see she was very energetic, and I was happy to see that I could at l...ast help this girl, I don't know what they did to her and I'm not going to ask. I just know that she is here and I guess its upon myself to help her."But really" I said"While you are here please pick up after yourself. and If you could. Please find a job?" Ill try to.. but ... what if I cant find a job?" she asked"Well... you could go to. It was smooth and supple – better than I’d imagined. I felt her slowly relax as I caressed her. My fingers were only inches from her pussy. It was too incredible to comprehend.“How does that feel, puppy?” Mrs. Randall prompted.There was no reaction for a few seconds, then my heart leapt when Mom gave a little wiggle – wagging her tail to show she liked it. Feeling like I had her approval, I risked a firm squeeze and there were no objections.“Don’t be afraid,” Mrs. Randall said with a sultry. I kissed her forehead and the spot that I love most, just in front of her ear. I drank in her wonderful aroma and held her close, listening to the music of her breath. That night I also had a dream. I dreamt that I was lying on the floor in a dark, metallic room with electronic walls, down which cascades of red data flowed in an endless stream. I was naked and erect and a beautiful woman was making love to me. At first I could not see her face. It was hidden by her golden hair and I could only. It felt hot. He'd never slapped me so hard before; I knew it would leave a mark, a handprint. I stared at him."You'll stay up here tonight. I don't want to see you downstairs. I will explain to my parents, and tomorrow, after you get a good night's sleep and stop being a childish idiot," he bit off the words, "you will apologize to them." He spoke through gritted teeth, and towered over me where I sat on the bed. I brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes. He stared at me for another moment, then.