The woman would not take "no" for an answer, and kept after Grace to name a price. Finally, in exasperation, Grace said $1,500. She was sure that the ...oman would back off as soon as she heard the exorbitant price quoted. Instead, the woman turned to look at the man, and he nodded agreement. Therefore, Grace found that she was now committed to receiving $1,500 to have one of her dogs anally fuck the man.Now, it came down to agreeing on the mechanics of the operation. The woman was pushing for. I took a back step, not wanting to walk in straight on top of their conversation. I entered some 5 minuted later, appearing not to notice, or giving away that I had heard them."Morning Mum, morning Aunt Sue" I greeted them. Mum gave me a big hug and Aunt Sue followed. She gave me a good once over, running her eyes up and down my short figure, wondering how the heck I could have such a large tool for a small boy.So, with breakfast out of the way, we packed lunch for a picnic at the beach.Mum and. She could not, dare not. Sexual release was forbidden, an order from the man who owned her body and soul, and much as she had needs, she could not disobey his whim.Usually he was merciful, allowing her to find her own release in his absence, but this time when he left he’d forbidden it, partly in his anger at her disobedience over another matter, and partly because it was his whim and he could. His anger had hurt like a physical blow, far more than this restrictive punishment did, it had. He was equal parts best friend and biggest responsibility for me. Steve was probably the primary reason that I grew up and stopped behaving like a boy instead of a man. I simply couldn't imagine Steve having to do without something because I had done something stupid and lost my job.We did all of the usual father and son things. I introduced him to comic books, movies, baseball, Mustangs, and all of the other good things in life. I remember swelling with pride as I began picking him up after.