She wanted to say something between classes, but students were all crowded around him until the next class started. When lunch break came, I walked t... the fridge in the teacher’s lounge to get her lunch, and planned to come back and have lunch with him.While most of the student body was packing into the lunch room one pretty young blonde student, Becky Whitman, yea that was her name, was walking past her. She looked confident and sure as she walked by and entered Ed’s room. I didn’t think. “I will take that into consideration.” I had been trying to make it more enjoyable for the girls, but their worries about hurting me were overriding that. I mused over it for a while before glancing over at Mandy.“Do you feel that you would all prefer it if I didn’t ask you to ride me until I’m healed up more?”“As hard as it is to believe, yes. Our biggest concern right now is helping you heal. We’re not exactly going without, Master. The other men help take care of us, and we all enjoy playing. He recoiled in horror at the mess his boy had made. Cripes, did it stink, and it was everywhere. If this was what his new diet was going to do, Melissa was going to have to either start breast feeding him again or have him fumigated before diaper changes. To add insult to injury, Jacob goo-goo’d, giggled, and then peed all over Jake’s hands and arms.Jake cleaned up as much of the mess as he could then took Junior into the bathroom and ran them a tub. Jacob sat on his fathers chest and splashed. "What?" "Yes," she tried. "Better. Yes what?" I said, glaring at her. "Yes, Daddy," she said with emphasis on daddy. "Good, but let's try Sir this time. You'll have to get used to that. When I ask you a question or give you an order, you will address me as Sir. If you want to ask me a question, you may call me Daddy at home, in front of my friends you may address me as Uncle D. Understood?" "Yes, Sir," she said with a slight bit of attitude.I snapped back saying, "You may be nineteen, but I'll.