AJ wouldn't or couldn't stop touching me. Whenever no one was around he would fondle my breasts or try to slip his hands under my dress. I begged him ...o stop; he begged me to take off my panties. He teased me and 'blackmailed' me. "Mom, if you love me you would do anything for me. There's nothing you can't ask me to do; if you said I should lick you in the middle of the living room, I'd do it. And you wouldn't do this little thing for me?"He was playing but the truth is there is nothing he. When you beat poor Jake Morley almost to death for offering to take that little white trash chippy under his wing, you made enemies." He pursed his lemony lips up into an effeminate sneer and continued, "You don't even know whose brat she gave birth to."You owe the company two hundred dollars for last season's crop shortage. You either pay that or leave that old mule and everything else behind. We just may decide to keep your whore for--." He got no further.In one fast motion, an enraged,. “Yes little master, we should have asked him sooner but we had been tricked once before, and it is harder to trust when you have been hurt,” Rose explained to Sable.I smiled at Sable, “She makes a very good point Sable. It is hard to learn to trust others when you have been hurt. Sometimes you need someone special to come along to give you a reason to trust, like your mother.”“Mistress Greta is definitely such a person. Her trust in Bron is so absolute that we could only assume that he had. She stood in only her bra and sweat pants while Sammy (his sisters nickname) looked one, stroking her own breasts and crotch when she though no one was looking. Sandy still didn't understand her angle, but was willing to go along with it.He pressed a button on the remote in his hand, giving the Device another run through its automatic sequence. He felt a small tingle on the back of his neck, indicating that the Device was performing its work. Each of the lovely girls shivered lightly. He could.