“I think that I liked it when you kissed me. That you were worried about my feelings. And that you are right; there should be more to all of this th...n just rote sex. But, and here’s the thing, our relationship has always been ‘master-servant’; me being your acolyte master, you being an altar server. And, let’s face it; I am old enough to be your father. In fact, your father and I are the same age. Could this ever work were we would be equal partners in a relationship?” “Oh, yes. And I think. After ten minutes, Audrey whispered ‘Toes,’ adding the sensations of two feet rubbing him, the toes curling around his shaft and head and squeezing playfully. After twenty minutes, Audrey whispered, ‘Fucking,’ and James grunted loudly as he felt a hot, tight, wetness envelop him, different from the mouth, a phantom pussy making love to him. After thirty minutes, Audrey finally looked up from her book and smiled at the poor, suffering man. He was an utter wreck, sweating, gasping, making small. I found three that would work but had to figure out how to gether to listen to them. After reading some more, I found out that justputting headphones on her while she slept would have an effect on her.One night I loaded a file onto my mp3 player and put the headphones onher as she slept. She didn't say a word or even moved. I watched her theentire time and she slept like a rock. I did the same thing for the nextweek and waited for the weekend to see what effect, if any, the files hadon. Some of them looked like some kind of torture device. The two rabbits fit in that category.In either case, the image of his little girl, writhing on her bed while fucking herself with any of these things made him feel like he wanted to go hide somewhere.What was worse was that he was getting an erection, thinking about it."Are you sure you want one of these?" he asked."Well ... there is another one, but you wouldn't let me have it." Which one?" he asked."You'd get mad if I told you. So never.