Bullshit mom I screamed. Are you afraid I am going to have sex with him? What if that is exactly what I want? Then Eric and I are perfect for each ...ther. He wants to fuck me according to your unnamed source and I want to fuck him according to me. What the hell is wrong with you? You sit on the couch like a slut your judgement by the way not mine. Are you telling me that since dad you have kept your legs closed tight? Mom you are having sex every weekend. You go out every Friday and. Apart from that I think you’re exaggerating hugely, he just took a bit of a fancy to me. But, I wonder, did he really have an early plane to catch, what do you think?’ ‘Susan you are hopeless,’ said Maria patting her hand, ‘you have no idea of the effect you have on men, most of them just gape after you like so many stunned mullet, they’re scared to death to talk to you, let alone chat you up a bit, because to them you are some sort of goddess who only exists in their fantasies. Joe Callaghan. And even an advisor and confidante, something even a Domme needed at times. For all of these reasons and more she had developed a special fondness for him, something he would never dare to believe, but which he always strove mightily to deserve.?My Lady?? he inquired deferentially once he had stepped inside the bedroom door.?My robe and slippers, Edward.??Yes, My Lady.?He strode briskly to her walk in closet and came out seconds later with a white silk robe and a pair of furred slippers which. ." Yeah, sure it is," he sneered, "they're black and I'm white!"His hand slipped under her sweater. When her hands came up to fend him off, he slapped her, hard."If there's anything you should be good at mother, it's how to take a beating and how to put out. Now, which is it going to be? Or do you want both?"He eased his grip ever so slightly to allow her to answer."Kyle, you know I can't do this. This is wron..." His punch caught her in the stomach, knocking the wind from her making it even.