" I know. And I'm trying to set boundaries, but she is my mother, and it is tradition." Forget tradition! Who would you rather spend the evening, with...me or your mother?" You know I would rather spend it with you. But she is my adoptive mother. She took care of me when my real mother died. I owe her... "And I love her... Not like I love you, of course, Atelan. But she wants to have dinner with me, and I will honor her wishes."Atelan let out a sigh, and sat down on the sofa. "Sometimes I'm glad. ” We take them, do you allow me to pay for it father?”He simply nodded.The Salesman blinked and then grinned all over his clean shaven face. “What a pleasure to do business with you. I put in the order right now and you should expect delivery in two month.”Why my personal allowance account held over 16 million was not entirely clear to me, but I had contacted Mr. Silverzweig and he did assure me that everything was fine and that it was my money indeed and that I still would get full control. “Ten seconds, slave…nine, eight,…”He retrieved the orange juice and strawberries from the refrigerator and placed them in front of his Mistress just as she called out, “Time.”He fumbled with the butter knife applying the jelly to her toast and cut the bread diagonally as She liked. The breakfast was ready, and he moved quickly to the kitchen table and placed it in front of Her. He knew he was only a few seconds tardy, and he also knew the quality of the breakfast he was serving was good. . "I have it right now and I don't know how to make it stop," she said. "I pull on my penis when I get it until white sticky stuff comes out of it, can't you do that to yours?" "No," she told me. "Jack, what's a penis?" We had never received the birds or the bees talk from our parents and had no access to porn back then so neither of us had ever seen the opposite sexes nude body. Being the stupid kid I was back then I thought girls had penises too, but that clearly wasn't true. "I'll show you," I.