The contracts with authors were standardised, with just bits to be tweaked according to how experienced the author was; how successful previous books ...y them had been; and whether the topic had the potential for large sales."We had editors to read the submitted manuscript and advise on alterations. These had to be discussed with the author and agreed. Then the author had to make the changes we wanted, and resubmit the text, then we would be ready for printing. In the meantime I had to negotiate. She told me I was a very good boy and now that I would be wearing her token I would refer to her as My Queen, Your Majesty, Mistress or simply answer yes or no Ma’m. I answered ‘Yes Ma’m.’ Again she called me her good boy, and she explained that by touching myself at her command then licking my cum off of my hand that I would both please her and become more devoted and subservient: She was sure I wanted these things too. She explained that my penis was my sword that should be used only in her. Here it comes. I’m gonna shoot my load up your aaaaaaaass… GOOOODDDD… FUUUCCCKKK…MOOOOOMMMMM”Mark’s loins spasm’d as waves of hot jizz were shot into his mother’s bowels. Jennifer curled her toes in her son’s hands and she felt torrents of her son’s warm spunk shoot up her ass pipe. She used her own fingers on her clit and cunt to bring herself to an orgasm as her darling son used the deep pocket of her rectum as a cum receptacle.“Babyyyyy… Cum in mommy’s aaassss… Oh God, yeahhh… Shoot your hot. Then we moved to the bathroom. We still don’t have the door.Me: So this is my bathroom.Georgina: Oh! The door is missing.Me: Uhh yeah, I’ve been meaning to get that fixed. Luckily it hasn’t been too much of a problem. I could do with a bigger shower, though.It is a pretty tiny shower. However, it seemed perfect for both Amy and me to share, given how petite she is. If I ever showered with Georgina there, it would be as tight a squeeze as a restroom on an airplane!Georgina: Are you okay, Aafi?.