All I have to do is sit for a few hours, have some cuties sit on my lap, listen to their wish lists and smile for the camera. Simple enough. Plus I ca... cop a few feels every now and then. Yes this job is great. Sure you have the occasional screamers, and the threat of debearding, but the pay is decent enough. However, I didn't realize I'd hit the jackpot this year.The day was going as usual. I got requests for ponies and dolls and video games way too mature for the asker. Then Cindy came and. Pete had restored their free thought but his commands held them firmly in place."So, Mr. Johnson," Pete was saying, "you can do the same things I can do?" Please, call me Skip," replied Mr. Johnson - err - Skip, seated in the recliner by the fireplace. "You are fairly unique. That's why I'm here. In fact we have been looking for you for the past sixteen years."Pete was totally shocked. "Looking for me? Whatever for?" Because it's my job. Myself, and some others like me, are here to guide and. We obliged, and soon her soft golden triangle was a memory, as werubbed moreoil into her skin. Her pussy was fully wet, not only with oil, buther ownjuices. I told both girls to walk around the house, and show offtheirnaked pussies. Giggling, they fairly skipped into the living room,and puton a show for me, Karen eyeing my rigid pole. Tanya delighted incomming upclose to show me her shaved cunt, pulling away as I leaned over tokiss it.Karen was spreading her lips, showing me how wet. Waiting…waiting…tick…tock… I have no access to the time, I have no clue what hour it is. I just know he’ll be back, and when he is…well, I just can’t wait. I miss him, I’m not just waiting because I’m bored from no stimulation, I need him, I’m waiting because my life revolves around him. I remember the first time we spoke, online, we went very s-l-o-w-l-y, he trained me, he had recognized my submissive personality and innocence the moment we spoke. Everyone does, but he said there was something.