." I reminded her."Let's make sure the potty will work for you..." she said. I looked atthe box and felt like groaning. It said 'Princess Potty' on it...and wastouted as working as a step stool too. She pulled the pink potty and thepieces out of the box, and removed the plastic wrap. "Let's put it in thebathroom so you can get to it," she said. I climbed down from my bed andfollowed her down the hallway, wearing only the pull-up. I was cold fromthe air conditioning, and more than a bit. What she did know was that she had been damn good at herjob as Checkout Supervisor and similarly to Miss Havlin would do whateverit took to hold onto and validate her justified promotion.Her anger at the sordid defilement of the symbol of her previousauthority remained however, and she was in no mood to let the pervertedperpetrator standing in front of her off the hook so easily."That is indeed a serious development Miss Havlin. But how are we to knowthat this creep isn't playing us against our. If actually wearing a stupid chastity device for a bit excites her as much as the idea of it does, then so be it. I realized that I loved making Melissa happy and knew that I was lucky to have the opportunity to be in the position that I was in. It also hit me that when we were in the store and Melissa was talking to Kassandra that she called me her "boyfriend", even if she hesitated for a second when saying it. In the stress of the moment, I'd let that slip by, but thinking about things here. “I love you, uncle, I will do anything to make you happy, you know that; just ask,” Rosie purred, knowing that like a moth to a flame her uncle's fate was already sealed.“Let me see that lovely body, sweetheart, just let me look at you, that will do this old man a power of good. Let me see you take off those clothes,” he said as he started to remove first his shirt, and then unbuckle his belt.George watched enthralled as Rosie got up from the sofa and went to stand in front of the now-ignored.