Of the three children, she felt the saddest about Mort.Billy and Stan still had boyish qualities about them and spoke nicely to her. Mort had gone und...rground and pretty much all Carmina got was a grunt from him and a cross look out of the corner of his eyes.Around the house, Carmina always kept things neat and clean. She did although, keep a watchful eye and avoided Mort whenever possible.Outside the Larch's, she kept a low profile too.She lived in a run down apartment in the seedy part of. Daphne had looked glum. "But Katya, what about us? You've changed me, I've spent the last months doing everything you say. It almost seemed like I was your slave." And how did that feel, Daphne?"She blushed, embarrassed. "Good," she said. "I know it's silly but it felt good. Just to feel I could let myself do anything you said; whatever you wanted." But that didn't need chains or ropes or gags or any of Connie's prepping, did it? You did it because you wanted to, didn't you?"Daphne nodded.I. She had black boots on which seemed to highlight her long legs.Despite being in her fifties she was absolutely stunning.The night was enjoyable and towards the end when the dj played some slower tunes she grabbed me tight and held her to me as we danced.I now had a very erect cock which she couldn't have failed to notice.Her hands began to roam all over me and i hoped nobody noticed.Fortunately she soon suggested going somewhere else.We managed to find a conservatory in a quiet part of the. He sent me to collect you, and to pick up some semolina bread." Paul finished.I looked at Candy for some sort of signal that it was safe to prattle on about Paul's lateness, never mind ours, but she sent me mixed signals.I felt that pissing and moaning about THEIR lateness was a lousy way to try to ingratiate myself, so I kept my mouth shut.But I had to speak up when Paul's ride was a Lincoln Towncar Executive."This is dad's car," Paul answered. "My little Mustang might be too cramped."When we.