Sometimes she would talk to him, but most of the time, she did homework or, more likely, used the super-highspeed connections to browse her favorite w...bsites on the internet. Now that she had her degree, she was contemplating between finding a new position, or perhaps making the study of PLATO’s psychology her life’s work... hopefully as part of the regular day team.For now, she continued her night work. Since she was there primarily because PLATO could never be left alone, there wasn’t much. He gave me a quick glance but did not say anything as hedrove up to the house and parked. I wondered what would happen but if heintended to ease my aching pussy, then I would not argue with him. The moment I saw her, I knew she could be atruly submissive person.? I should know,as I had spent the last twenty years exploring the world of BDSM and thought ofmyself as an experienced master.? I hadtrained a number of subs over the years and was very good at spotting the signsof submission, often. After 12pm night when I think the member of our home in sleep I went there and she came. Our heart was betting fast. We did not talk sometime. Then she take my hand to her. We then talking very slowly like whispering. She was excited and sad. Then we made a hug. A huge hug. I pressed her deeply inside me. And then I kissed her neck. I did not had any intention to make sex with her. But at that time I was little aware about sex as I had an accidental physical relation with my elder cousin. I. Ariel's pov"Shh, sweetheart, shh mommy here" I said as I calmed down my son, as I ran with him to the neighborhood bomb shelter, I knew it won't do much to protect us from the nuclear devastation, but as a mother I had the responsibility to give my sons lass moments some semblance of hope, even if it's nothing but a lie. That was my plan until Ace Jensen yelled at us to stop, he was a man in his late sixties nothing more than meat and bones, his hair was deep crimson with a little gray there.