I pulled out the trundel bed from under mine, and we both layed down in our seperate beds while i turned off the lights.About two minutes later, out o... the dark i hear Mia's voice. "John, what was that hair you had, um, down there?"I opened my eyes, surprised at the question, and knowing it will take a long response, i turn a lamp on.I respond "Oh, Mia, thats called pubic hair. You'll get it as you grow older."Mia began asking many questions, and i responded to each one awkwardly, before she. Girls or executives or maids tied up like frogs or sows for slaughter, with gagballs in their mouths, with or without masks, with or without covered eyes. Tied hands behind the back or with those long leather gloves beyond the elbows, with the elbows precisely pressed against each other that make the breasts of the submissive slaves stand out - as I want to be. Then the ropes that go from the feet to the neck and shoulders, tight so that the girls' bodies are arched, some with more or less pain. Then I told him dear shall we play a game. He asked what game? The game of sex. Then I continued. I will let you have sex with me but you should not do anything like kissing, foreplay or touch any other parts of me like my boobs,ass etc., He was puzzled. Then I continued If you accept these rules I will let you have sex daily as many times as possible. But if you break the rules even one then I will not be available for you any more. Which sex starved single bachelor will not accept for this.. "Close, but not yet. Not real. Real, and Waterman not come close in race. Young one, I teach you many good things. How to sit straighter, how to move feet, legs. Very sore, eh?" Very sore," Kennedy agreed."Wait," he said, and vanished into the boathouse.Deb stared at Kennedy. "I never was sure about the stories, not until I met Mr. Waterman. Even then... it's hard to believe." In the three years since I saw a vampire turn to dust and blow away in the wind," Kennedy said bluntly, "I've tried a.