Being so wealthy has its perks such as access to any nanite implants she wants, her own large off-campus flat where we stay, and any “toys” that s...e may want. She takes care of me like family and when we graduate we intend to be just that. One way is the thrice-daily fucks that I’m going to tell you about. We’ve developed a sort of routine for most days; I wake up at 6:00 a.m. on the dot and get breakfast ready like a good sub. When breakfast is ready I go to wake her up (Usually involving. Physically, she was perfect. Now, all I needed to worry about was harnessing her mind. "Ari, could you please say hello to Mr. Carter?" Richard inquired.The girl looked at me with round eyes, and waved once with her left hand. I smiled as warmly as I could at her. "Hello, Ari," I said. "You're a very pretty girl, would you like to come a little closer?" At my compliment, some of the tension in her face disappeared, but she shook her head no to my question and dropped her gaze to the floor.. "She told me I lookedvery like Aunty Pauline."Paul turned and carried the pot over to the table. "You know, Ihadn't realized," Bob lied, "but now that you say it, you do lookjust like her. In fact if your hair were just a little bitlonger I could almost mistake you for her."Paul blushed as Bob spoke, then he headed back to the counter toget the cups and saucers."Uncle Bob," Paul said, as he returned and sat down, "yourembarrassing me."Bob saw a plan unfold before him, a thought that both. The next couple of weeks were back to normal routine of work and school for me. We enjoyed our chats with our evening meal, things between us was like nothing had ever happened. I was wondering how I could approach the subject of what happend when one day Mum said maybe she would get a couple of bottles of wine for the weekend to help her relax a bit. I replied that this sounded like a good idea. On Saturday Mum said that there was a funny film on TV that evening that she would like to watch.