She took a look inside and eyes opened wide. “Yes, with our friend Mr. Rogers out of the way, I think we can make our classroom fun a lot more inter...sting.” I jeered. …That night, I masturbated to the video that I had Katee send me. Tonight, I had had her force the 6 inch anal dildo fully into her ass, and then deep throat a banana while she fucked herself with the 10 inch vibrating dildo until she reached orgasm. While terrified at first, as usual I could see that the further she got into the. Yes, he had always been a smart man, a strong man, a sensitive man. But hewas no longer in my eyes my manly man. What sort of man wears a Frenchmaid uniform? Not a manly man; just a man; a diminished, hollower, weakerman.Maybe this was an opportunity to rid him of some of that excessMediterranean machismo he occasionally lorded over my head. Come to thinkof it, his smirk when he first approached me with his fetish fantasyarrogantly exuded that very machismo. Some humility would do him good.And. Brrrrriiiiinnnnnngggggg...Brrrriiiiiinnnnnngggggg. The alarm woke me from adeep sleep. I wondered if yesterday was just a dream but as I woke I knew itwasn't. The stud in my tongue was definite proof. And the mirror in thebathroom proved more with matching gold balls surrounding my ear lobes. Idecided to make the most of it and bathed in a perfumed scented bath. It wasso relaxing. I sat there and then realized that I'd better get ready sincethe biker who had pierced me would be over for. “You are beautiful,” said the girl, staring at the woman.“Well thank you,” said Mandy.“I thought people were exaggerating, you know, like folks do sometimes.”“Yes.” Mandy had no further reply.“Some people said you’re his niece, but that can’t be right. Nieces don’t kiss their uncles like that ... right?”“I’m not his niece,” said Mandy. “I was supposed to be. I was supposed to marry his nephew, but that didn’t work out.”“I’m sorry,” said the girl.“It’s okay,” said Mandy. “I’ve come to terms with.