Morgan, Tenured Professor of History. You didn’t tell me that You were Department Chair, either, did You, Pops?” Sarah laughed softly as she began...washing me all over.“Oh, God ... I’m on vacation now? Where are the twins?” I asked her.“School, silly! They don’t get vacation from that until summer!” Sarah snickered as she washed and wiped me down, even shaved my head and face.“Holy smokes, why did you do that?” I asked her now.“To make You less recognizable, stud! Can’t make it easy for the wife. It's just going to be too hard to combine our lives. I won't bother her. She has a lot of demands upon her time. Now, I have one more and it's at her behest."I'll leave a little early this afternoon and go home for the weekend. I'll be back Monday morning. We can hit the ground running then. I'm due a proposal from Bill Travers for communications. I will take it with me."Tracey said, "Bill, I think you're giving up." On Eve?" She nodded. "No, I'm being realistic. She's much younger and there is. . mistake.Meeting the familiar erection of my boxer, a gagging and violent coughing ensued and turning her face quickly caused all the cake in her mouth to shoot out through her fingers, leaving a trail of cake crumbs all over the kitchen floor.A noise in the distance of slippers coming down the stairs in the living room made us jump and we looked at each other guiltily, she trying to contain the impertinent cough still dropping pieces of cake on the floor, and me trying to cover the brutal. Now Brandi was really scared, with that comment he had grabbed her hair and lifted her head back and was just staring her in the eyes."Your in no position to complain slave," Mike finally responded. "If I remember the deal correctly, in exchange for not having your sorry ass tossed in jail, I can punish you in any way I see fit. Punish you I will, by the time you leave here you will never steal again."Mike dropped her head and walked away. Brandi tried to watch him but the pillory didn't give.