He would press into her completely before he pulled out to the head and then thrust back into her again. When she had told him she was pregnant, he ha... panicked. There was no other word for it. He wasn’t sure he wanted to be a father, after all, his wasn’t the best role model. So he had stayed away, he didn’t want to hurt her but he needed time to work out his own feelings. The past week had been as much a torture for him as it had for Lisa. He would lie in his empty bed thinking of her. This. She never had any thoughts of being with him, he was not what she normally went for. She was a humiliation slut, and what she craved was the darkest depths of fear, humiliation, and service. And although He seemed to not be the sort of man to dole that out, he was fun, and she liked his company. While she sat painfully on the large, unlubricated, spade shaped butt plug as He had commanded, she remembered when she first learned of His purpencity toward humiliation and slave ownership.. Finally, she threw up her hands. "Look, I can't really answer yourquestions about the technical stuff. You'd be better off talking toJenny about that."I felt the creep of disappointment. Jenny was inside the park, andno men were permitted in.Grandmother reached into a drawer and pulled out a card. "Justswipe this, then shower as usual. It's a VIP pass. You can findJenny and talk with her." She grinned. "And if you ask hertechnical questions like you tried to ask me, she'll be only toohappy to. Stop it.” blushed James, trying to set his hair right again.“You’re a man now son,” said James’ dad, “and you’ll be starting your mission soon. It was the greatest two years of my life, and I’m sure yours will be just as special.”The Bradley’s lived in Utah, so James had been able to do his missionary training near his mom and dad’s house. A few days after his birthday, he was scheduled to visit the mission headquarters soon to figure out where he was going to go. James and his dad climbed in.