To be fair, to be honest, he wasn’t sure what exactly he felt for Nelson’s widow. He liked her, enjoyed her company, her subservience ... maybe he...loved her, he’d probably come to love her in time, if he didn’t already.But for now ... she was a tool. A tool he needed to protect his child, his friends, the rest of his family.Thad contemplated going back to sleep, and after a half-hour, realized it wasn’t going to happen.If he was going to be awake, he might as well use the time to remind. My skirt flew up a little but I didn't think he noticed. It wasn't really long enough for me to tuck it under my ass when I sat down so I didn't even bother to try. When he got behind the wheel he asked what I wanted to do. I suggested we just go to Sonic for a coke and talk. I hadn't seen David since I graduated from high school. I commented that he had grown. He said four inches and forty pounds. We talked for a while then decided to go to a movie. We walked into the theater as the movie was. Then the rearof the little saddle started to squirt some lubricant into my bum hole, makingmy eyes open wide. Slowly the saddle was pressing against my puckered anus,obviously trying to enter. Svetlana had moved to stand behind me, watching mein the mirror, all the time tickling my breasts and nipples with the lightestof touches. I could feel her hot breath against my neck as I squirmed in front ofthe mirror and my reflection turned me on even more. My legs were held firmlystraight down either. ”“OK, um, so Marcy and I started up again, and Mel climbed onto my face so I could eat her out.”I left it at that for a moment.“That’s it?” Deedee tilted her head.“Pretty much,” I shrugged. “After Marcy and I finished, Mel and I had another long round. Marcy watched us from her desk, but she didn’t join us after that. It ended up being a one-time thing.”“And that was it?”“And that was it?” I repeated in exasperation. “That’s pretty momentous for a 14-year-old guy.”“Yeah, you’re right,” she.