She had become so lost in the pleasure of his touch, she could barely hear his words. He was pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy when he pulle... his fingers away, and she moaned quietly in complaint. “It’s time to calm down, sweetheart. You can have an orgasm when you’re ready for my cock. Okay?” She breathed out in frustration.‘Yes, sir,” she said meekly. He picked her up, turned her over in his lap, and then held her up before putting his fingers to her mouth. “Suck them clean, now.”. That’ll look good on paper.”Big sigh. “If you think it’s best.”“I do, Aunt Margie. Talk to you later. Bye.”My next step in preparing our case was a little trickier, and I wasn’t all that confident about how much cooperation I could expect. I was hoping to talk to several of the boys one-on-one and try to draw out their impressions on the difference in behavior between the Miss Brenner they did odd jobs for or took piano lessons from, and the Miss Brenner they were seduced by. I couldn’t imagine. Now I am going to bed.”“You had a couple of phone calls tonight. There are messages on the answering machine.”“I’ll listen to them after my shower.” I walked into the second bedroom and the shower. When I was done and was ready for bed, yes that means I was nude, I went down and listened to the message on the house phone. Debbie watched me, and I could see that she missed me. I wonder how anyone got our home landline number.BEEP – “Mr. O’Dell, this is Shady Acres calling from the Maury Povich. Then she sat down in the hard chair, wincing as the welts seemed to bite into her. Burnside was no hypocrite. She worked every bit as hard as Amy, quickly revising Amy’s comments, adding a few of her own, and giving the final grade. On the average she lowered the grade about 3% from what Amy had given each paper. Burnside worked quickly and efficiently, reducing her stack of papers by about 8 per hour. Amy took longer with her stack of papers, since she had to re-read them and put in her own.