Marianne, this is my father, William, but he prefers Bill." Pleased to meet you, sir," Marianne told Simon's father with one of her brilliant smiles."...ery pleased to meet you, too, Marianne!" Simon's father gave her an appreciative look over, then gave his son a sly wink. Before he could say anything, Simon hastily intervened."Night off, Dad?" he asked.William Cook was an older version of his son, but taller. Just over six feet tall, he was a wiry blonde, now with some lighter silvery strands. Stephanie has established herself now in the profession psychologist Paul Gregory suggested to her. She is a practicing slave Advocate and is also called upon to teach classes in the subject. One morning I was an observer watching her teaching a class of new hires for her employer, the Williamson Agency."Class", Stephanie began, "when you go to an employer site to perform an audit, your first duty is to prepare a complete inventory of who, at that site, is enslaved or indentured. You will have. I went and started the video equipment to make sure everything was going to tape just right. I planned to erase it all later.I went into the bathroom and bent over by the toilet to simulate someone being sick and throwing up. I called Butch over and stroked his furry shaft and he seemed to like it. I jacked him for a while before he started humping my hand and his slimy red cock came sliding out. I sat up and let him smell the crotch of the dirty panties that I had on and he started licking. I had been blinded by my love for Jenivee that I had convinced Carol to move on, just as I did. But seeing her actually moved on, I couldn’t help but curse myself. Later during the day, I received a text message from an unknown number.‘I’ll come to collect the divorce papers from you tomorrow after work. – Carol’ The following day, I couldn’t concentrate at work. I was totally distracted. Carol wanted me to sign the divorce papers and hand it over to her; she wanted me out of her life. I was.