Anyhow, Menja seemed enthused. She gave him a noisy wet kiss, jumped off his lap and stormed away. He was alone and soon he became grumpy again.Menja�...�s exuberance had not diminished in the slightest as she rushed into Athea’s chamber.“Here!” She held out both her hands to Athea. “Can we go and get the puppies now?” She asked a little out of breath.Athea looked at Menja’s outstretched hands. In one hand she held a small pot made out of glass, containing a semifluid, luminous, whitish substance.. Why is that ? Simple, because my cock is so big I could never find a suit that fit me properly. Jill and I went into the swimwear shop in the mall. She wanted something very revealing and sexy and I just wanted one to fit so I won’t be embarrassed every time I see a beautiful girl and I get hard.The weather was turning cold so there weren’t any customers. Just two bored looking sales girls. Both of their heads went up when we walked in. They showed Jill ten different suits until she found a. But when he got old enough, he would think of ME as his mother. Dee would be his nanny. Don't you see, Freddy? It would bind Dee to us. PHYSICALLY bind her. She could never leave. Never. If she did, she would be leaving her own son. Even when we're all old and gray and our son has moved away from home, Dee would still have to stay with us; stay to see him when he visits; stay to see our grandkids. She would know, now and forever, that her slavery is permanent. There could be no greater. I'd also put the word around that she'd tried to strong-arm me. That would properly finish her.But deeper down, I was less elated. The story was out. Nothing could stop Celia whispering. And whispers beget rumours, rumours beget scandals, and scandals can beget deep trouble."Shit! Shit! Shit!" I yelled at the top of my voice once I'd heard the front door slam. I picked up a couple of books and hurled them across the room, and then kicked furniture in my anger and frustration. "Shit!" I.