I didn't mind having to work part time as a teacher, but the work after school, correcting essays and tests and preparing for class and so on took a l...t of time away from my invention and my work on improving it. But most of all, it took a lot of time from my travels. I remembered reading somewhere about someone who had been transported back to the past and had made a fortune as he could remember a lot about stocks and that had made him able to build a real fortune over some years. I didn't. There were a fewother slaves with white bindings but most that were still in bindingswore black ones. Unable to ask, I simply continued walking towards theslave quarters.As I approached my new home, a male slave sat at a desk in front of thedoor. I walked up to him and stood still. I knew what would happen in Ispoke.He tapped a button on his desk and the same scanner beam engulfed me asbefore."ED-100971984. Stephanie. Nod if this is correct," he said, as much as Ididn't want to, I didn't want. "Because it's hard to think when you're around," Mahk told me. He sounded so serious that I had to smile finally, and then he smiled too."Okay." I shrugged. "I guess that's a good reason. I'll keep you." Thanks, Jilly." Mahk's adoring eyes weren't teasing, he really was grateful and I guess I'd been pretty much a bitch. Probably because he reminded my of Jimmy's girlfriend, Mandy. "Strapped on?" Yeah. Take me to school, boyfriend." I giggled and absolutely loved riding on the back of his. Yet, not only did he want to expose himself to her and not only did he want her to see his prick but also, he wanted her to hear him, catch him, and watch him masturbating over her. Not only did he want her to watch him stroking his prick but also, he wanted her to touch his prick, feel his prick, and stroke his prick. He wanted her to suck his prick and fuck his prick. He wanted to have i****tuous sex with his mother. At the very least, he hoped she'd stay to watch him masturbate himself while.