You'll let him back online when you get home and you will like and comment on his status to boot. Admit to the world the truth. No more hiding it. You...fuck your own son and you love it!" I chuckled at the shocked look on her face as she nodded."Yes, Master," she then broke into a grin, as did Garth."The cat's out of the bag, anyway. Now, speaking of which, what to do with you, Garth? I think that you should bend over that table and let Jen peg you. Jen, strap it on and have at it," I instructed. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then if I made a right turn instead. Well, it was not a good relationship...When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, the GPS lady, at least she loves me.To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them. Of course! Renee is an early 30something...tall with long legs and near perfect size 7 1/2 feet..nice ass and tits that i knew would fill the body hugging black dress she described she would be wearing. I headed to the warehouse size shoe store in my quest. I found a pair of shimmery dark pink pumps that i knew would look amazing on her. A woman and her daughter were looking at the same shoes. The daughter looked to be around 20. She was looking for a pair to wear to her dads company party. She smiled and thanked me.Thus, Kendra Jones and I began our journey together. White Mistress and Black Bitch instead of Black Mistress and White Bitch. How awkward. I started things light. I wanted to let Kendra Jones get used to being submissive. So I bought her a Black and white maid's uniform and asked her to wear it while we were alone in my house. Kendra was hesitant. The strong Black woman wasn't too keen on that. I smiled at Kendra and gently kissed her forehead, then I e explained to.