You will refer to me as such. Until I think you have learned your lesson, you will refer to me as ‘Mommy’ and do as I say. Do you understand me?�...“Yes,” Ashleigh breathed. Molly grabbed her clit with two fingers and pinched it, hard. Ashleigh cried out beneath her, not expecting the sudden pain.“Yes, what?” Molly growled.“Yes… Mommy,” Ashleigh managed to say.“That’s it…” A devilish grin began to spread across Molly’s face. She was loving the power she had over this girl. After months of the. D. The Emir resolved to go to Oxford and collect his personal belongings, and to give his old College an endowment which would recognise Mathematical Topology, his subject, as being important enough to warrant a full Professorship. Now such matters are decided by the University authorities, but the Emir was realist enough to know that if he gave them a big endowment conditional on such an appointment, the University Council would see the wisdom of his ideas, that is if the sum of money offered. Even better, I could see a bit of cleavage down the front of her bathing suit. Not much, mind you, as the suit was fairly high-cut, and Colleen would be a small B-cup if she weren't fat, but it was enough to get a 16-year-old boy horny.As I sat in the Captain's chair, I stared at that bit of cleavage, and slowly started massaging my cock through my bathing suit. Colleen could not possibly see this without sitting up, so I felt safe. It didn't take long for me to get rock hard, and soon the. But this was summer. She’d be going back to NYU in a month, presumably never to see me again. She was scared. Scared I’d broken her heart, or would. Inevitably. Even so, she didn’t want things to end. She loved me. Loved the conversations. So she figured she’d have to find some distance, at least during sex.”“What do you mean?”“A surrogate wall. A woman. Someone to lessen the intimacy I guess.”“I guess it didn’t work since you’re married.”“Maybe it would have if I hadn’t convinced her to quit.