. Still, I can’t wait to be your whore.”I stood up and stripped.“Stacy. Repeat after me and believe every word you say.”“Yes, master ... dad...y.”...“My name is Stacy Childers. My father, Lawrence Childers, created me with his seed. I owe my existence to him and I love him for it.”Word for word, she repeated it, a huge smile on her face and a single tear running down her cheek.“ ... My name is Stacy Childers. I love being with my lover and showing the world how much he means to me. I always want. “I’m glad you feel that way Brett, I do think of you as my best friend and lover. I do enjoy the intimate times we have had and I want that to continue. I don’t want to have to sneak around, hoping I don’t get caught….that is just not me.”We got to Burger King and went inside. We laughed and kidded each other all through the meal. When we finished our burgers, we had double chocolate milk shakes and that topped it off. As we walked out of Burger King, we both saw the same thing and had the. You pull my head into your mouth sucking hard, as you stroke me with your hand, while your other hand gently kneads my testicles. Then you explore the ridge of my corona with your tongue and focus on the frenulum for several moments. You hear me moaning louder when you focus on the frenulum and you want to keep doing that, but you remember that I instructed you to experiment with different things. You slide your hand down and take me further into your mouth, then you pump me with your hand in. The pull of the lines here was as strong as always. I ran the focus of my attention across it, shifting myself to the point where I was in perfect balance with it and the rest of my world. I considered all the things which were real to me, my parents, Ginny, my friends and teachers. The reality of the lines was not in doubt. Poised perfectly, totally enclosed in a calm shell of acceptance, I reached out for the lines again, for the second time. This time my conscious mind was ready for whatever.