Your back feels warm under my hands, your muscles firm and toned. Slowly you begin to gyrate up and down on me, my hands slipping down your back, clut...hing your buttocks which I feel clench and unclench with each stroke you make while astride my cock. Your eyes never leave mine as we grin at each other, you riding me with a gradual increase in speed and intensity. I grip your arse cheeks, digging my nails in, stretching them and your arse hole apart with my efforts. I lift you up and down on. I will fifteen in two months.”I saw a fourteen-year-old Lolita. How could a fourteen year old girl be this sexy? Maybe her beauty had something to do with her diet. I could remember the fourteen-year-old girls from my school. The only way you could tell them from the boys was the length of their hair. That was not the case with Jayden. Jayden’s nipples were pronounced, currently pointing right at me. She was getting excited. I noticed a damp spot on the crotch of her shorts. I was getting in. I gave up my degree to get married when the little shit entered my life and after marriage, I still kept up on history as I could until my circumstances made even “free” access to the Uniweb a luxury I didn’t have time for. Raising Shirley was a full time chore, not that I didn’t love every minute of it.Anyway, there could be a market for a human that knew how to cook. The little shit’s punishment could actually help me once my contract was up. There were a few retro restaurants that offered. I might always have to fight that submissive part of me from coming out. I want to change and put all that behind me. I think I can be happy not being owned by a man.”I held her hand and we looked at each other.“Jeremy you took that collar off me. You freed that girl I was. What did you think was going to happen?” she then leaned forward and kissed my cheek.She stood and put her jacket on. “Please don’t call me. I can’t be tempted by you.”She turned and left.I didn’t see her again until 1968. I.