That's all we ever wanted."Your mom's cool, she'll go for it." Scott had hazel eyes and he was looking into mine."Ha!" I snorted. "My mom's not that c...ol!" Just ask her, Cassie," Rachel prompted me, "After school, we can both talk to her." You?" I stared at Rachel, she was tall and willowy, with auburn hair and my mom thought she was a bad influence. Mom called Rachel a slut."Or by yourself," Rachel shrugged, rolling her green eyes. "Whatever." I'll see," I finally said, which was the worst. "I have great hopes for you and if you work out as I plan, I shall give Orville to you, to do with as you choose."She had to be content with that. But, Orville came to her each day and she became fascinated with him. Perhaps it was his docility that appealed to her, perhaps it was his looks. She did not know why she felt as she did toward Orville. But, she was sure that she had fallen in love with him.Very early in her career, Rona gave her a diary and she told her of the importance of writing. "I know somebody, a blonde, who is single at the moment," I lied. "I could set you up, but you'd better treat her like a lady." Are you serious? Jeannie?" Christ, he looked like a k** in a candy store, his dick still in his hand. I just had to smile. "Yes, I'm serious, Con. She's out of town right now, but will be back soon. I can set you up, but, best behavior." Jeannie, you're a goddess. Best behavior, I promise. No roving hands, or..." Look, she will probably want sex, maybe after a date or. She gripped him hard, and she slid the free loop of the leash around his manhood and balls and pulled the loop tight to trap them. He yelped and she tugged at the leash. Tamara pulled the leash up, and fastened the handle over a hook in the wall of the trailer so he was tethered there. She pushed him forward with the toe of her boot and grinned as the leash strained, holding him, and he mumbled a weak protest. He struggled a little, lifting one leg and then the other, grunting and protesting.