..who knew what would happen in the future?Jake is under the impression that he is training me to be his submissive. He fails to realize that he i... actually being trained to be my dom. I'm not sure how he would take it if he found the tables being reversed, since he has really taken to his "role". Even though he insists that he has never done this with another woman, his early hesitation has quickly given way to full bore dominance. I have to work very hard at not letting myself show. . ..sorry. … ..pardon’? I said. ‘I said, Dave, take your clothes off, please, they are hurting me’. They were off before she finished speaking, anticipation of what was being said part of my Air Force training! ‘Golly, DAVE’..Karen exclaimed. No need to reply to that or even wonder what it was all about, I could feel the damn thing doing justice to the Male Population. ‘Now, MY turn’!, Goddes said, and, pulling me onto the bed on top of her she grabbed my penis with both hands , they looking. "The next photo showed Abigail holding an infant on the porch of a ranch house. Bret stood behind her with his arms around them. He was beaming.There were a number of pictures, maybe a hundred in all. She watched Bret become a man. She particularly liked the one with Bret leaning against a big white pickup truck in the sunshine, his arms crossed, wearing jeans, a plaid work shirt, cowboy boots, and a battered Stetson pushed back so you could see his eyes. He was smiling. That loving smile was. They kept talking about everything but business, I started daydreaming and had to pull myself back to reality a couple of times. In one of those moments our waiter, who I kept stairing at, came over to see if there was anything else I wanted. He was so pretty, I guess handsome is a better word. He was about six feet tall, wavy blond hair, a really hard body, at least it looked like it, and the cutest little ass you could imagine. I had to ask him "what did you say?" He repeated himself,.