"But now, maybe it's not that he doesn't like her. Maybe he's just afraid that if you spend too much time around her, you'll become her, and he loves ...ou Sammie. Except for me, I can't think of anyone else who loves you as much as he does." So you really love me daddy?" she asked."Always have, always will Angel," I said."Then why can't you be nicer to Mom, for me?" she asked. "Why can't you just find it in your heart to try to just be friendly with her?" First of all, because sometimes I can't. The shaft piece was then attached to the ring. It covered my cock almost completely. I barely fit inside the tight tube. It was all locked together by a smooth, titanium mechanism.“Good boy. All done. You may pull up your pants now and report to the school residence. The chastity cage you are now wearing is meant to be ultra-gentle to the skin and genitals. However, nothing is perfect, so you will be coming to see me every other day or so for checkups. On your way out, speak to the receptionist. “I'm only wearing panties and a blouse -- no bra -- and we're alone on a deserted beach. Have I got all that right?” “Yes but...” “And that's quite a lot for a first date.” She paused, then continued as if addressing a first-grader, “Now do I have to tell you what you're supposed to do?" “No, of course not,” Jarrad stammered as he hastily undid the buttons on Ashley's blouse. He anxiously placed his hand on her exposed stomach, but cautiously left the shirt to cover her breasts. He moved his. He was the obvious leader in the room. It was hard to think of him ordering people around because mostly I only get to see the warm and fuzzy side of him. With me, he’s always such a gentle and easy-going man. My brain replayed an image of him sitting on our living room floor after a few too many beers and playing Zebedee as we acted out The Magic Roundabout using a collection of stuffed toys. That had been such a fun night.But Mr Davidson always has that sense of power about him – simmering.