Her breasts were a bit bigger than I last remembered, and there was something different about the way her eyes looked. She certainly wasn't showing an... sign of being pregnant. Not that I could notice, anyway."Your mom is so nice. Your grandmother scares me a little. Erica is very sweet too. What happened to you? My father wants you to call him to confirm again for Friday at ten. Are you going to call him?" I was kind of hoping you and I would be able to spend more time alone today. If we had. Eric said the hole had two purposes – that was where he peed and where the sperm would come out after he hit puberty in a year or two. Below the base hung a little sack with two nuts about the size of marbles. He asked me if I wanted to feel it so I did. The skin was soft but the penis was firm and stiff. The sack was very wrinkled and expanded when I pulled on it. His nuts felt very firm but scooted around when I tried to feel them. After I had finished inspecting his ‘package’, he asked. To my surprise she seemed completely honest, relating events that were obviously very painful for her but often quite poignant. One particular anecdote left her with tears quietly running down her cheeks. Heartlessly I just watched, taking notes. Despite her huge success, there were frequent embarrassing failures and all too human mistakes. And to my absolute horror and dismay, I was actually starting to like her.Our sessions often went for hours. Every day she wore a new outfit and while they. ” I dropped my head into my hands. “He’s gaining control over me. I-I see how I’m being trained. I don’t think I can stop it.”“Come with me, in two days. I’ll square it with our coordinator.”“Maybe.” I wanted to go, but in my heart I feared redemption. “Mother may have plans for me.” I weaseled. My lower thoughts rebelled out their inner darkness. “You need to go to your son, and give yourself to him completely.” Guilt and shame overwhelmed me. I resumed crying.“What’s the matter child?” Mother.