" If I couldn't have you Kru, Vic would be one of the few acceptable substitutes. Would he be willing to put down roots somewhere remote, maybe foreve...?" I'm sure he would if you asked. He still remembers all those 20 hour shifts you kids pulled processing the crèche kids as we rescued them just before the war, and the long hours helping the survivors afterwards, praise the Day of Grace. Besides, he's just marking time here. He has no goal, no plan, and that is a frustration all its own." He. . . if he could see her now. She knew this was wrong and bad but any feelings of guilt were swamped by the nervous, naughty excitement sweeping through her. She whimpered anxiously as Uncle Terry's fingers flirted with her moistened vaginal lips, finding the sensitive nub of her young clit and the tiny tight ring of her pussy opening, rubbing her gently, feeling her up, sexually arousing her. And she sat there nervous but willing, with her legs spread wide, sucking on his adult tongue, letting. We begin moving our hands down eachother until he undoes my belt, lifting up my boxers, and placing his hand directly on my dick. I jumped for a second and then simultaneously melted completely at that point. If someone had knocked on the window of the car to see why it was parked at the end of this neighborhood, I would have kept on going. He started to jerk me off slowly at first and then faster than I had ever done myself. I have to feel him at that point so I undo his belt and place my hand. ' I will not give you any other name. If you come up with another name for yourself, I will hurt you until you forget it. Sit down."I sat down, eagerly moving out of the way of the mirror."Maid, I am your master. You do not need to know my real name. You will call me Master. Is that clear?" Yes."BAM! His hand came down on my face, and I saw stars. "IS THAT CLEAR?" Yes, Master." Good. Take off your panties."Was he serious? I reached up my skirt and felt a thin piece of underwear. I looked up--.