Candy pulled her forward.I took my cock out of Valerie and instructed, "Help Candy." Yes, Master," Valerie said."My Master," Bethany said softly. She ...ooked into my eyesI stared back at Bethany. Was she a submissive too?Valerie helped Candy walk a suddenly wobbly legged Bethany over to me.Bethany and I stared at each other. I didn't know what to say. Bethany abruptly looked down as if she shouldn't look at me. I knew she could now stare at my still hard cock."Shall we prepare her, Mr. Dixon?". “How come you’re not saying anything?” Mark was 21, and with his shaggy brown hair and freckles, he looked a bit younger. Aside from his sarcasm and impatience, he was an appealing if nondescript young man. “Cat got your fucking tongue?”“If you ask me to ‘fold the clothes,’ I might try to do so. If you say, ‘I wish for all the clothes to get folded,’ and we then confirm that such is your actual wish, you’ll get a response.”“Ok, Genie, I wish for all these clothes to get folded and put on my. "Yes it is, Lita." I watched you. You try to be nice. It is good."She devoured her breakfast. "Breakfast. Yesterday I had no breakfast. Today, I have too much breakfast." I don't indulge like this very often." Indulge. Eat too much?" she asked."Indulge. Give somebody more than they need, maybe. I don't NEED to eat a breakfast like this every day. Today's special, though." Why?" she asked."Because I have you with me."Her face brightened up. "You do not think I am troublesome?" No. Different. Not. Mom must have cleaned it up well because you could not tell anything had happened. I kissed and hugged mommy lightly this time. I did not want to have to explain to Kat why my nipples were so hard if I got all excited again. Kat and I rode in silence for about the first 20 minutes of our 45-minute drive. My mind was on the festivities for this weekend and on what had gone on between me and my mom.Kat finally broke the silence, “Karm what are you over there thinking about. You got something on.