James, we need to talk to you. Please finish dressing andcome to the computer room."I turned and smiled. I knew he was checking out the fake ass and l...gs."I will be right there, sweetie."He turned red and grumbled. He left pretty quick. I finished the makeupand got a brown curly thing wig off the shelf. One of my masterpiecesagain. Let the play begin.When I walked into the computer room, I was defiantly not the samelooking person I walked in as. I had to go log into Clyde with the. “Did you finger yourself when you got home?” Stevie asked in a matter of fact way as we walked towards the main office. “I did not!” I told him indignantly, “Any way, I wouldn’t tell you even if I did!” Then I poked him in the ribs with my elbow. I tried to remain dignified as Stevie pestered me all evening about the knickers I’d given him the previous night and what he’d been thinking about while he was wanking into them. He took great pleasure in telling me exactly how much ‘stuff’ he’d. He almost misses the hole a few times, but somehow he always manages to direct it to the right place. He pounds me from behind with his full force, and I am crying from the enjoyment. I am moaning and sobbing and bucking back on his thrusts just as hard as he is giving them to me.This goes on for, several more minutes, and I hear his breathing becoming haggard. Once again I know he is close. I am also this time. I push back as hard as I can with each outward thrust of my own. I am so close to. I think that is just what he needed. He had lost his job as protector when they joined us and he was just a little boy again, now he knew he had an important job here, whether I was here or not. I called his sisters over to talk to them too. “Mertir, Jerrel, come here for a moment, I need to speak to you about while we are gone. When we leave, your mother, Barb and I, on this journey to Detara’s camp, I am leaving Mertir in charge of the cooking and cleaning for you three.” Mertir grinned.