What's her name...Sylvia?" "Er um...yes..that's right" she stammered...forgetting who she had used as the excuse. "You sure you haven't got a man on t...e go?" He asked with a smile on his face. "Haha...not me. I'm off men...for good. Except you of course....your my dad, and I love you." She said, giving him a big cuddle. Geordie, even though he knew he wasn't Lesley's biological father, loved her none the same. Same love as he bore her mother. Sometimes he doubted his sanity. His ex wife had. They dragged across my chest like a hot branding iron. I popped a woody."I chose John, my boyfriend, for his intelligence. I am genetically driven to produce smart babies." She paused, "The fact he's an arrogant, domineering, selfish asshole didn't matter as long as he gives me smart babies. He's piss poor in bed and never cares about my satisfaction ... I wonder how he'll take the news?" What news?" That he's my EX boyfriend." She laughed. "I'll bet he's going to be pissed." Not to change the. Then she proceeded to correct my pronunciation and accent on every word." Did it work?" Yeah. Incredible. She never got a chance to practice hers, but went in front of the class and read it cold with so much emotion you'd think she'd just written it." So is she out for your first?" I like her, but I don't think it's ever going to be quite like that." Well, that brings us to Whitney." Um..." No, Brian. Please don't tell me you don't feel attracted to her. Please?" I do feel attracted to her. Not. She drive the plug in my ass. The plug keep my ass full andher seed in me.After the guards finished cleaning Leather Mistress and Ilsa's cock, theguards released me from the stock and led me to the cell. Ilsa opened thedoor. The cell was a padded black leather room. There was an eyehook inthe middle of the room. The guards pushed me to my knees.Leather Mistress ordered the guards to prepare me for the night. Thefirst guard slid the leather mittens over my leather gloves. Ilsa tiedthe mittens.