, It was on one of these days with mother that once my chores where done she mentioned my spying again, saying “she was going for a bath if I wante... to go climb a tree or whatever I did for my jollies. She had a wide grin and I knew she was not serious, so I said I was past that stage, but would she like a cup of coffee delivered, in a while when this program was over. To which she grinned but didn’t answer as she swept off up the stairs. I left it a while then brewed coffee, and with a slice. But what about you? Are you getting hit on at school?”“No,” she said, “I think the boys at school are all waiting for you and me to get back together. There have been a few, one in particular.”“Solly?” I asked.“Yes,” she confirmed, “why does he think that just because you’re not there, I’ll automatically go for him.”“Ego,” I said, “that and his great desire to get one over on me.”We reached her front gate.“Thanks for walking me home, David,” she said, as she opened it.“Hey, I was coming this. Robert had programmed himself to sleep for two hours so that they would have time to get ready and have drink before going to the opera. He actually woke up about ten minutes before that, and realized that he was hard again because he had been dreaming about everything that had transpired during the day. He reached down and felt his erection and the weight of his balls in his hand, massaging for the lovely feeling rather than to excite himself to orgasm. Juliana was still asleep on her side. By nightfall my bung hole was as ragged as could be, it was inflamed and raw form the steady use. I was totally exhausted and as weak as could be, when I asked for food I was made to suck what ever penis was available till it filled my stomach with it's substance. I did not think the day would stop, Joseph dressed and said something about going out on a date. Brad left briefly, when he returned he was alone. Brad knelt between my legs and said something like 'you've been a good bitch today,.