" He smiled. "Very good, Debbie. You're a fast learner and I want to help you as much as I can. Now, I want you ready by seven. I'll pick...you up at the bus stop down from your house." I froze; did he just say that he was picking me up? As if he could read my mind, he nodded. "Yes. Your outfit is in this bag. Change at home and be at the bus stop by seven." There was no room for argument. "Yes, Mr. Cameron." I took the bag and left for home. I didn't. Due to her position she could not turn her headso I went around the front of the table to see to my astonishment that it was my secretary/assistant Michelle. The grunting was explained by the ball strapped into her mouth, she looked up at me, clearly shocked to see me and it looked like her eyes were pleading for me to take action.I started to try and release her hands, but then stopped. I had always fancied Michelle, and frankly she like every other woman in my life had treated me with. I'd started printing this morning's third lecture as soon as I'd arrived in the study, but I discovered that the printer was very fast compared to our one at home, so the printing time for a lecture was considerably less than the time it took me to read one. I changed to printing lecture n+1 just before I began studying lecture n (I'm in the mood to express myself algebraically). I could've printed all the lectures out in one long print run so I wouldn't have to bother with the repetitive. The ghee had dripped inside and I wondered when I could fuck my mother in the ass; it was so tempting. But I resisted the temptation; I didn’t know if she would like the idea, being raped by my father in the ass just the night before. But I bent down nevertheless and kissed her asshole and quickly dipped my tongue into her rectum and licked the ghee that had formed into a pool there. Oh god! She didn’t say anything. She dipped hers finger inside the bottle of ghee and put them inside her wet.