But I could only hold out for so long. I had just finished mowing the yard one Saturday and was about to put away the mower when Pam pulled up in fron... of our house in her little red sports car. She waved and I waved back. Pam motioned for me to come over to her car. I stepped over to the passenger’s side window and leaned in. Pam was wearing her tennis outfit, which exposed quite a bit of her long legs and beautiful thighs. Her pleated skirt was bunched up and it didn’t take much for me to. I held her legs aloft as I rose and allowed my pants to fall around my ankles, the question of whether I was truly well endowed no longer in doubt. I kicked off my athletic shoes one after the other and stepped from the confines of the pants that could prevent the motion I had in mind. My cock waved forth and back as I did so, at one point slapping against her inner thigh unintentionally, the slap forced her to open her hazy eyes with a gasp of awe as she murmured, “Oh yeah, now that’s a cock!. ’ ‘uh-huh…’ Her voice sounded softer now, emptied of everything but quiet need and insistent arousal. She knew she was fading back into a trance, all her efforts to fight it gone. She’d tried to leave, and failed. If she left, she would have been free, but she’d gone right back to the bed and spread her legs. So she must not want to be free. It was so simple, really. ‘But I can’t get up, Charlotte. Not unless you tell me to. That was part of our bargain, remember? You’re still perfectly safe,. He grinned sheepishly and turned to go get the towels.When he came back the women were discussing the fact that school had been supposed to start back up after the Christmas vacation in two more days, but now it was likely that would be delayed. Bobby hadn't though about school since arriving. He'd been to both public schools and in orphanages that had their own school. He didn't like the public schools, because everyone made fun of the orphans and he got into lots of fights. The orphanage.