Moline, for the many millions who wouldn’t have a clue where it is, lies just over one hundred and fifty miles almost exactly due west of Chicago, r...ght on the border with the state of Iowa. Across the Mississippi River from Moline is Davenport, Iowa. I have a number of customers in the Moline/Davenport area so I get there about every two to three months and stay for several days. It was a Tuesday and I was staying at the Radisson Hotel near the river and, after a day of calling on customers,. So there's no crying to me later that it isn't what ya expected. I'm a dominant man, Nancy, there's no two ways about it. Now a lot of guys knocking around these days think they're dominant and in charge and they're not. They're subject to women who tell them what to do and where they can go and how much they can drink and when and if they can have sex. That's not me and you have to know that. When I see ya, that's it, you're mine and I'm going to fuck and breed ya. And I'm going to breed ya. The next day at around 12 noon, we were sitting in a restaurant having tea and a bun, and she outlined her plan, she was going to call to our house before my husband went out, but I had to make sure I told him I was going to visit my friend, so they would be alone in the house together, don't say you know I'm calling she told me, ok I replied, we have to do the same thing she told me, you have to go to my house, and pretend your calling to see me, with no panties on either, ill let my son see. With Addie now on her knees the mistress told her that if she could not keep her hands there, they would then be tied in that position and that she would suffer a worse fate or would even be beaten!. In the mean time this big black manly woman had removed her slacks and was nude from the waste down. With Addie now on her knees the mistress set down in a small swivel chair that reclined, had the middle of the seat bottom cut out, and was on rollers. She wheeled it over spreading her legs to.