She had parked her chair in it's usual spot between the bed and the window her desk was under. I picked her up, if not with practised ease at least wi...h some measure of assurance, and set her on the bed, propped up by a pillow so she had a good view of the small TV set on the chest of drawers opposite. I closed the curtains, grabbed the remote and sat down on the bed a measured distance for her. "Any preferences?" I asked, flicking through the TV channels. "Lets just see what's on, I guess.". "Barb (as Bill) moved off into Bill's impressive office - more like acommand center - and had his assistant call Jeff in for a meeting. Shewould need just a few minutes to plan her dialogue with him.In the mean time, Ellie (as Tony) headed out to the Gentlemen's club shenow owned - the day before she was a one of the indentured slaves. Shehad promised to have dinner with her daughter and wanted to make sure Tony(as Ellie) was give good service to her gentlemen customers. Monica justhad to. The crease that formed there was perfectly vertical and the pale hue of Molly’s skin set it off beautifully. The smoothness around it looked so natural, as if no hair ever grew around it. It seemed to have no signs of ever being touched. With no pubes gracing it, its puffy plumpness showed splendidly as Molly stood there in total disbelief.I went back down to my basement office, taking my snack and drink with me, and still, I could not shake the picture of Molly in my head. My sixteen year old. "I...um... I didn't think... I wasn't expecting you...." "You should be a lot more careful, Mum. Somebody could walk in and get excited by what you're doing... someone like me for instance." I walked up to the couch and placed a hand between her knees. Mum looked at me, her blushing face looked so cute. She parted her thighs automatically, causing the huge, phallus to pop back into view. There was maybe two or three inches of it sticking out of her hairy twat. The rest of it was buried deep.