"Look, I didn't just enjoy watching you, it aroused me. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. If I don't do something about it, I feel like I...will explode. I don't know how else to say this so I will make it simple. I want you to pleasure me. Fuck me. Make me cum."Now it was Susan's turn to be struck wordless. She just sat there and gaped at her boss' bold statement."I know I shouldn't be asking this of you. It is totally inappropriate but if you do this for me, I will see what I can. And you're the nicest, most caring, most frustrating guy she's ever met." Yeah, I love her too."We both laughed."She also said I failed you as a mother." Now wait a minute. I never said that." No, she said you didn't. You took complete responsibility for not wanting to bother me. Jackie, do you think it bothers me to help out my child when he's in trouble or just needs a parent? Do you think that little of me as a mother?" Mom... I..." Jackie, I work as a nurse to pay for this house, buy food,. If he or she was your concubine now, it was for his or her own good to be brought to heel, to be put firmly in his or her place. The alternative was brutal and far worse than even slavery: recycling, a painful, terrifying execution that took place while one was conscious, too. Seeing the replay of the execution of Phyllis Parker (see Taking Deliveries by Thinking Horndog) from a previous pickup in another place told me everything that I needed to know, as if it did for others.“Oh, dear!”. Shawn was now physically shaking in fear. "Alright, let's do this fast." He heard Sarah say.Shawn heard the car doors open and close, he felt once again the chest being lifted and carried. He heard their feet walking on a sidewalk. He felt them stop, and heard a doorbell.'Where was he now?' he thought. And then he heard it."Oh, hi Sarah!"The voice belonged to Shawn's Mother."Hello Mrs. Eves." Sarah cheerfully replied.What were they doing here? Shawn began to tremble more violently. "And who is.