" Alright, we take the Mustang," Mom smiled at me, "Just be careful with your driving. You have responsibilities now."I smiled back. "I'll be careful....My best girl will be right beside me after all."Mom blushed at that and took my hand as we exited the house. I used the house key to lock the door and set the alarm. We were headed for the store on Plainfield Avenue twenty seconds later. I steered us to the contractor's desk once inside. I told the associate I needed enough block to build a 24x36. “One of the guys out in San Diego worked for World Wide Broadcasting. He’s the one that tied a lot of this together.”“Why wasn’t this released?” Kim wondered.I sighed.“It comes back to something I just told Liz a little while ago,” I told her. “The public doesn’t want a master’s dissertation about things. They want ... snippets. They want a few brief factoids that can be easily verified. It would take two hours and 50 graphs to demonstrate precisely how Panda is part owner of so many things. Or. . I forgot the bottle opener." I mumbled, clutching onto the bottle like it was a life jacket. He gave me an odd look before grabbing the bottle out of my hands and raising it to his mouth. He licked his lips, and my body shifted in a way it hadn't in a long time. He inserted the bottle gently in his mouth, and bit off the top with big back teeth. "Woah... where did you learn to do that?" "These wine bottles have weird tops. This wine is from my dad's factory actually." I rejoiced inside: a. I’m ready.”“You see what I brought you? It will fit perfectly inside you. It has been calibrated to sink all the way inside your hot pink opening. I can speed it up or I can slow it down. I can even stop it inside you. Whatever I choose to do, you must not cum.” I said as I circled her body all strapped.“Yes master.”I was not convinced. I held her face in my hand and squeezed. “Do you really understand? I am not sure you do. I mean it. You must not cum. Convince me you won’t cum. Hold it in,.