From now on you will call yourmother mommy and me daddy. Is that clear?'"Yes dad..dy."I felt like such a sissy calling him by that name."Please don't ...ake me be a girl. I don't want to be a girl. Last nightwas a mistake. It won't happen again." You looked happy enough last night wearing that dress and hanging ontoyour boyfriend." I didn't know what I was doing. The punch was spiked and I didn'trealize it. I drank too much." Oh, so now you are an alcoholic as well." No!" Enough! Your mother and. Almost never. Psychological block, maybe, or maybe just that I’m watching them so closely to see exactly what they like. And I don’t want to come with them. It’s a boundary for most pros.”“So…”“So,” she smiled, “you’ve had another thing those men never have had.” She knelt before me and began undoing my belt. “And speaking of that…”“Let me get a rubber.”She smiled up at me. “Those are for clients. You’ll never need one.” She looked into my eyes as she pulled me out and leaned in, and I caressed. She was wrapped in a towel, her overnight bag in her hand. She dropped the bag on the bed and opened it then dropped the towel on the floor. I loved watching her dress. She slipped on a little pair of red panties first, then a matching lacy bra. She made a production out of putting on her black thigh highs knowing I was watching intently. When she had smoothed the nylons to her satisfaction she dug out a black pleated skirt that fell into place about three inches above her knees. She topped the. . I like to look at your cute little ass."I left them heavily involved in their three-way action and went to the kitchen.By the time I had finished cooking a beautiful breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast; they came straggling out and sat at the table. They chatted happily about what a great time they'd had while I served them their food. They completely ignored me except for patting my fanny whenever it came within their reach.Slave pulled me onto his lap and kissed me full on the mouth. I.