Helena's heart began to race. What was he doing? He was up to something! He snapped his fingers, so gently that it wasn't even audible. The collar aro...nd her neck activated, heating up and buzzing against her flesh. She could not see it, but he had grown his trademark insidious grin.'Bastard!'She raised her hand, but Sister Olivia had her back turned and was writing on the board. With a twirl of his finger, Xavier increased the activity of the collar. Time was running out, she had to make her. My children were married and had children of their own. I played only a minor role in their lives. My brother had remarried and was now a happy family man who wanted to forget that we had shared a bed while he was in the depths of despair. My father was dead and my mother had become more than a little batty.I had foresworn drinking, my pleasure and my curse since that day 15 years before when I ordered a gin and tonic in a Kansas City bar. To say that I was edgy and depressed when I got off the. "Mom reached under her lounge and pulled out a bottle of lotion. She squirted some onto her hands and rubbed it onto my back, my legs, and my ass. "We can't have you burning that fine little butt of yours," she said." You think my butt is nice?" I asked.She stopped rubbing it and looked into my eyes. "Rick, you have the nicest body I've ever seen, and I'm not saying that just because I'm your mom. You have a gorgeous body, you big hunk!" She slapped my ass to make her point, then handed me the. And, I note, I'll make sure to check in that she's being kept in properly tortured conditions myself regularly. The girl becomes more frantic and her twitching becomes laboriously denied as she tries to bring the visitor off. You can't bear to watch, remembering your experience with the king again, but you hope she can make it in time. While you think of time you realize that you did not have the chance to go to the bathroom since last night, and it is beginning to bother you. .