‘I would prefer if you call me by the name Aileen, sir’ she almost spilled venom on that last word but how I loved the ring of it. Still feisty, I...thought. I smiled and said, ‘How long have you been in this field Miss Aileen,’ I dragged the end part slightly and watched as she inwardly cursed me for making her name sound so slutty. ‘Almost two years,’ she said. I frowned and looked down at her file. It had numerous projects on it. ‘There is quite a number of projects in your file – too many for. ’ ‘Watch? Watch you with another guy? That’s nuts!’ ‘Wait a minute, Joe. I’m getting a little angry here. I can date whoever I want, and until we change things, have sex with anyone I want, too. But you’re my main guy. I thought if you saw me with him we’d have a really erotic weekend, and besides I don’t want to keep secrets from you. And I’m a bit of a show-off, I guess, and knowing you were watching would sort of be like I was putting on a show for you. I thought it would be sexy.’ ‘Sure,. "The bus pulled noisily to the corner and the girls boarded.The outside of the prison was concrete, high and foreboding. The two teens looked at each other for encouragement. Although Marlene had visited before she always dreaded having to enter through those imposing gates and steel doors. She sensed Trixie hesitating."It's okay -- really."Trixie returned a half smile which was obviously feigned. The two proceeded through the gates after a check of identification, checked their purses, and. "But I'll always be your mother first." She responded with another affectionate kiss. Hearing her say that triggered a series of shudders, like she knew what I wanted to hear. My cock pressed against her stomach, unyielding and ready for the most sinful fulfillment known. The perfect balance of love and passion boiled in my veins as I yanked off mother's garter, quickly re-mounting her as her legs spread wide, welcoming me to the refuge that was my heritage and birthright. I watched with.