"No thanks," I told her."Well then, what's on your mind, John? Is everything okay?" Mrs. Harmon asked as we sat down.I swallowed. This was not easy, b...t I'd known that it wouldn't be. It was the right thing to do, so I took a deep breath and ventured on. "I would like your permission to have Missy sleep at my house tonight."I expected an explosion, and had prepared myself for anger and dismissal. I had even spent some time preparing a rational argument about why Mrs. Harmon should agree to let. " She stood there in silence listening to the quietnessthat came from the other end. "Good" she heard. "I will tellyou what I am about." Then a long pause. Her breathing into the phonelet him know she was listening to him. "I will not play games with you.I demand many things from a mate. I will have no disobedience. I must havecomplete submission of your heart, mind and body. In return you will get unconditionallove, my devotion to you. You will be consumed by an energy neither one ofus can. ‘I don’t want to go back. That’s not my life anymore,’ Marc said. ‘It’s somebody else’s life, not mine.’ They had crossed a boundary. A moment ago they were two people with a boundary between them. Now they had a boundary around them, they were truly bound to each other. ‘But they’re your family,’ she pointed out. Now it was his turn to cry. ‘I know, but I don’t want them anymore. I want you. I would rather just pay child-support than go back and live with them knowing I really want to live. Amy reached around and slid Lisa’s dress off her shoulders and pulled her bra up over her tits, freeing them. Amy took note of her hard, erect nipples and began pinching and pulling on them as she leaned forward kissing Lisa’s neck. Meantime, Mr. Roberts – Master – began fingering Lisa’s hungry pussy once more. He shoved two fingers into her wet hole and split them, capturing her swollen, throbbing clit between. Holding it in place, he used his thumb to rub over the sensitive bud while.