Your mother is entertaining us all, how can she have so many people for dinner?” Patata asked.“It will be a tight squeeze dear, but we will fit so...ehow. My mother entertains a lot and she is used to entertaining and fitting people in,” said Philippa holding Ben and burping him. He regurgitated some milk. Jason wiped it off the floor with a cloth.“Hey, the baby is speaking to me telepathically. How can that be?” Patata asked.“My son Ben and all Jason’s other children are ahead of their. I saw her again on the same day as we left college. Surprisingly, she was quite civil towards me and mumbled something like her skirt had dried out quite well. I liked the word 'skirt.'She began to sit with me most lunchtimes and we were soon chatting in a normal sort of way. I was eighteen and she was seventeen. It only took her two weeks to introduce herself. Her name was Caroline. I was a brash bold sort of person and in those days. The usual thing to do was ask a girl if she would like to. " Martin said, "I know why you called: You want some more dick, don't you, babe? You need some hard cock fucking you, don't you, baby? You want more dick and your old man just can't give it to you, can he?"I said, "No, I mean, yes, yes, I guess I do want more sex, and, yes, Jim can't do it like you can. You know what I mean, don't you?" Martin responded very comfortingly, "Sure, I do, honey, sure I do. You got a taste of what it feels like to be a nasty, cock-hungry, ass slut and you loved. "Now, my little girls, I want to tell you an idea I had that I think will bea lot of fun. Fridays and Saturdays will be Halloween. Doesn't that soundlike fun? You'll all dress up in costumes, and I'm sure it will bolstermorale"The curly black-haired girl was squirming around in her chair, mainly justlike wiggling her ass, since she was restrained everywhere else, and Icouldn't help but look. It was sexy. I knew I was an asshole, but bondage isa turn on for many people, including me, and so is.