We never found any. I shaved his penis bald so he looked like a little naked pink mouse. He hates it when I tell this part to anyone. Then came the th...rd week.Following the bathing, shaving, inspection, and now newly implemented toilet training, on weekdays, Joe would lie face down, legs spread, penis pulled out and down pointing toward his feed with a testicle on either side, and me between his knees. In this position, position A, I would rub his FRENULUM, a little spot of skin under the head. Peter loved me because I'd do some of the kinky things he wanted, because I was hot and made him look good. Because he'd taken me from someone else. I never told him what Joe did in the Army. It would have totally emasculated him if I had. Joe was more of a man in his little finger than Peter was."But Peter was smart, he was well connected, his family was even more well connected and he understood the value of all this," Tara gestured around the room. "To Joe, this was a waste of life. His life. "1 good" "2 good" etc. until all five responded."What the fuck is going on?" the slimeball stood, livid. Reaching into his jacket pocket had Joe and Marianne pulling their guns from jacket pocket and purse."Put the cell phone down slowly," smiled Joe. Marianne chuckled. "Marianne, could you check if he actually has a weapon?" Yes Master," said Marianne, widening the eyes of the secretary and the slime ball.Joe shook his head. "Cut that out, Sweetness." Well you are!" She tapped down the. She then told me though she was surprised I was the one at her door now she was glad it was I. She was tired of hiding this part of her life even her female friends didn’t know about it, now I was the only one and she had an enormous sense of relief. Like now that someone she knew and trusted knew she didn’t have to tell anyone else. I was flattered she felt that way and kissed her on her cheek and held her close on the bed with only a towel between us.I glanced at the clock and realized I had.