Her parents were very bossy and she’d learned to cooperate rather than fight what she was required to do. I thought that would come in real handy in...expanding her sexual horizons.We started with some of the things that married couples can do, such as light bondage, public exhibitionism, watersports, and fantasy role playing. Anytime she put up any resistance, I quoted the title of this piece. She sometimes looked at me with a mortified expression but complied. It usually didn’t take long before. I have no control over that. It’s taking place inside me right now.“Do you know what? I’m the proudest woman on the face of the earth. I am going to be the mother of Michael Callahan’s children! It’s all I ever wanted from the first night I met him. Control of our bodies? I will do anything for Michael Callahan. The only important question to me is, ‘Will it give my husband pleasure?’ If the answer is yes, I do it. But I’m afraid that’s not what you wanted to hear, either.”There was the sound. Pristine putted on the cloak and silently slipped into the camp. It was hard for there were human guards and goblins all over. Pristine wanted to belch when she saw some goblins eating like ravenous dogs. And the smell did not help for it reeked of death and burned metal. There was numerous tents, some bigger than others. It was dusty and dirty in the camp as well. Pristine moved quickly for she knew that her scent could be picked up. Soon she spotted Adrianna. The little girl was seven years. "So what's the problem?" I asked."Well, it is a problem with boys," she said."Go on," I said in a serious tone."It isn't quite what we thought. In fact, it's quite the opposite. She's got plenty of boys who want to go out with her. They don't care that she's black or that you are her father."Typical boys, I thought. Never letting fear get in the way of wanting to fuck a girl. Of course Rachel's my daughter and even though I knew pretty much all of the boys, I didn't want any of them ravishing.