Thank you.”“No, thank you, Steve. Thank you for loving her and caring enough for her to do the right thing.”We hung up and I went back to the co...ch.“Tomorrow,” I said.Kara threw her arms around me and kissed me, “So I can stay the night?”She could. But I wondered about that. She was a minor and had come across state lines. I remembered reading about Chuck Berry spending over a year in prison for violating something called the Mann Act, which had to do with taking an underage girl across state. "I really didn't mean to make you mad at me!" he whispered, holding her tits while he fucked her pussy. "It's just that dad was in such a bind over Cloris, and this was the only way out of it that he could think of--" I'm not mad!" Jenny panted, fucking harder and harder at him. "How could I be mad at a nephew like you, Nick? I just wish Barney had had the balls to come and tell me about it himself, instead of sending you to do his dirty work! That's not like him! Oohhhh, that cock of yours,. He’s King of these parts. No man here will do anything that might piss him off ... stakes are just too high to take a chance.” He gave one of those Texas winks.“So,” Pete said, “Does just being Dottie and Silk’s high school teacher give you such power over them?”“It’s more than that Pete. I had em both in high school.”Pete picked up that “had em” meant much more than simply being their teacher.“I’m Godfather to both girls. Grover and I have been best friends since we were little boys so I know. “Hello, Tessa.” Byron’s words are smooth, enunciated, and matter-of-fact.“Hello, Sir.” The appellation rolls unbidden off my tongue like bitter honey, vocalized by some subconscious need to acknowledge his dominance. Byron doesn’t give a damn what I call him, and I don’t need to see his face to know he’s amused. He collects the submissive tells that escape my mouth and body like precious gems, and, sooner or later, he hangs them around my neck.His pack thuds to the floor. Nothing clinks, I note.