We returned later and I shut down my beauty."That was great!" she said.I smiled. I was happy to please. Just wait until I get some real girls in the c...r."This will be perfect," she said.Yeah. Perfect magnet of love."You can drive me to my horse so I can ride him after school." Wh ... at?" I said confused. My mind was cruising comfortably in fifth gear when it was slammed into first. "What did you say?" I only get to ride my horse on weekends," Sara said. "Now I can ride my horse after school. ’ Mary quipped, ‘They want a sitter for that psychotic little hellion? He’s old enough to take care of himself.’ Fletcher answered, ‘Well that’s what they want, and we’re not in a position to say no. ‘Does Sorrel know about the little monster?’ asked Mary. ‘I think so. Anyway, we have all afternoon to tell her.’ Sorrel had just reached the kitchen. She swept in wearing crisp blue blouse and tan culottes. Her hair was up in its usual bun. This morning she’d threaded a small piece of red ribbon. I couldn’t help it. I had to come a little when she gave my balls such a bath I’d never given them, Wave after warm wave of intensity rolled over me, and I was in no position to stop it. Michaela’s gentle Spanish accent floated to me-- “My garden is now yours, Vincent”–and she moved to the couch in the study. But for my sweat pants, which I quickly removed after locking the study door from the inside, we were both bare. Michaela was comfortably set on the study couch, legs perched, her pussy. I wanted to use as I pleased, for my own surfing. I didn't want to go through or paying for this same engine commercially, from whoever wound up producing it, either.I had eliminated several companies as they were adamant about unauthorized uses once they had it. I wanted to make sure it was stipulated in the contracts that I was allowed to keep and use my own copy, to use, or not use on any computer I desired. This seemed a sticking point for several of the contenders, and a couple dropped out.