First, he'd had a busy night at the party, and then there were my demands, including when we woke up. I was sure he'd be happy to get home, but only a...ter Church. He rejoined his parents there.I was tired, too, and as sore as I'd been that first Sudnay morning. Come is a reasonable lubricant, but I learned that petroleum jelly is a lot easier on you.Dale, Mrs. Richardson, took me aside on Monday. We had Monday, Tuesday, and a half-day on Wednesday. Grades were all in, now we were fidgeting kids. ”“It is. I didn’t expect to see you so late this afternoon.”“Oh, the kids have been having such a good time that I couldn’t see stopping. I have a book as well and have been reading.” Gee glanced at the book she held. Positive Parenting for Autism. He smiled. “The psychologist said it would give a good basic grounding. There was a copy here. I think Laura has been reading it, too.”“I just thought I’d stop and say hi to the children before dinner,” Gee said. He got down on the floor and began. He popped his head in and asked what I said, and I replied it was really warm. I could see his eyes wandering down my body but I was well hidden behind the curtain. I told him that he should join me and the look on his face was what some might call “shock” :DHe walked out of sight and then returned in just his boxers, I could see a slight bulge in them and smiled to myself. His gorgeous, hairy chest on display for me to eye up. It looked as though he was trying to psych himself up before he. That I loved his directions, his hot sexy lustful mannerisms and was prepared to serve his every wanton desire and need. No matter how kinky, perverse or wicked that he wanted to lead me into.”Graham looked down at me and smiled. He had hoped I would say yes. He had a variety of sex slave plans and rules. He hugged me close and soothed my red skin with his soft sensual hands. I instantly melted into his arms. The best part of being a sex slave were the rewards of physical body to body contact.