Cock. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to look down or stand to attention, eyes front, as per our cadet parades. I went with the latter initially, but...not for very long. 'Hmmm you're right. There is a great deal of stiffness in this,' she had said, glancing up at me. 'Let's see if a little manual manipulation helps the situation.' I stopped a second in my narrative to spank the Contessa and ease two fingers slowly into her, and then rotate them back and fore. Her breath was getting shallower. She stops there and looks at me with the most pitiful eyes and tries her hand at begging again. I say get on with it, everything off NOW!! The bra, skirt and panties come off in a huff. You have to hand it to her, for a 14 yr old she’s a tough little cookie. Now as she’s standing there butt ass naked I explain the rules. You act like a whore, you get treated like a whore. From now on until I say differently while you are in this house you are to remain naked. If you step out of line, sass me. I was both relieved and disappointed when Scott was done with his tradeshow and went back home. Four months later Scott had called our house to see about staying during another tradeshow and my husband readily welcomed him to stay. He and my husband had a lot in common and got along great. I am embarrassed to say that we did the same thing when he returned for that second tradeshow. Every evening we met down stairs and every night he fingered me through my satin panties to orgasm. We never. “I actually thought I remembered them there a time or two, but he was transferred and they agreed to let her live with Cassie until she graduated,” I said. “We all know how that turned out.”“Did they disown her or something?” Sara asked, turning to look at me. She seemed surprised I knew all this. I knew a lot more than that.“More like, she was too ashamed to face them,” I shrugged. “Once I convinced her that shouldn’t be the case, they had a nice reunion a while back.”“Shhh. Here they are,”.