”Mrs. Cline said, “You will be when school starts back up in the fall. I got the student list yesterday.”I said, “Well I still need pictures o... you naked so that you won’t call the police.”Mrs. Cline said, “Oh don’t worry about that. I’ve always dreamed of this. Thank you so much. Now if only you can get my son to fuck me, then my entire life would be complete.”True to her word Mrs. Cline posed nude for me, sucked my cock for pictures, and then let me preset my camera so that I could get her. ’ ‘I know, I have used all of them in the past and I just had to see if I was right, what are you building?’ ‘I am building two boats. Would you like to see?’ ‘Yes, Ma’am, I sure would. I can’t believe some one is building a boat these days using hand hewn timber framing.’ ‘I have trouble believing it myself sometimes.’ Most people have no idea of what I am talking about if I tell them what I do for fun. Well, there they are. This one is a Replica of an Ocklawha River Steam boat from about. I smiled, "I bet Beth loves watching you being put in your place." Beth’s slight smile gave me the affirmative answer I was expecting. I bent down and put the black choker around my sister's neck. "This is to always be worn. It is a constant reminder of your place...as your brother's personal fuck-toy slut. Is that understood?" Her teary eyes showed hints of crying, but no tears flowed as she answered, "Yes, Master." "Now Della, let's see those big tits," I requested politely. Showing no signs. Then, in the meeting, she was confident, firm, and not even the tiniest bit nervous.”“And from that you deduce what?”“Bluntly? You fucked her. I don’t know the circumstances, the reasons, or who initiated it, but you fucked her.”“She changed in that meeting at Ford, Jackson, and Finch. She started nervous as hell and finished with serious self-confidence. Ask Barbara. She watched the same thing I did.”“I’m sure that’s true. But that’s not all of it. Her hair was a dead giveaway.”Her hair? Once.