Except for the two days, the hand day and the X day I was content but those two were just too extreme. I decided we needed to have a discussion.When ...he got home that evening things took their normal course, I disrobed her, I robed her, I served her wine and I serviced her vagina, she told me to go take a bath, I even did that.When I came out she got up, went in the bathroom and gathered up her things and put them on the night stand.She reached for me but instead of docilely crawling across. She thought she'd been careful, and was very surprised indeed when informed that she was to go and why. She tried to deny it, but the proof of her guilt was so overwhelming that there was no denial, and out she went. Even suspicion was normally enough to get someone expelled. This was only slightly more common, but by this time the trainees knew that this was what they wanted to do, and were extremely careful about what they did, where, and with whom. None of them wanted to be dismissed for no. .. Fuck me..." I begged. That's when he started penetrating my hole with his tongue. I could barely take it I rolled off of him and bent over. "Please, Mr. Ponce... please." He reached for my cock and stroked me as if he were milking a cow. "Is that what you want, Matthew?" Exasperated, I said "YES! Make me your little whore" "Then beg "Robert," not Mr. Ponce." At the time, I didn't have the mental capacity to understand the significance of this for him, but I did it anyway. "Fuck me, Robert.... .. I mean ... we haven’t...”Lauren gave the girl a wry look and said, “You know what they call kids like you two? Parents!” Heather tried to protest but Lauren cut her off. “Look, I’m not kidding. You two are going to start fooling around more and more, and it’s going to feel better and better, and then one day you’re going to go all the way. And then, since you didn’t get pregnant on the first go around, you’re going to think you can stay lucky, or not get caught, or whatever, that it’s really.