You both overreacted. It's time to stop." Her words cut off suddenly when Amy slapped her as hard as she could. Missus Redd staggered back.Amy's eyes ...ere flashing. "It was no overreaction. I never want to see you or hear from you again. I tell you again, 'I am not your daughter and you are not my mother!' That situation is permanent. Go away and stay away!"I looked at my mother and said, "Missus Jones, I don't want to see you ever again. When I marry and have children, they will be told that. Beneath the surface she was a pretty eighteen-year-old girl with all the assets a young woman of her age could desire; a trim body, firm breasts, a cute butt and long slender legs. But she was a slut, and well on her way to a life of debauchery and eventual destitution. The problem was that Jamie was soon to be my step-daughter, and especially that her mother, Sharon, disagreed with my assessment.“You’re too old-fashioned,” Sharon told me. “She’s no different than any other girl of her. My tale took place in August 2015. I had spent one month in hospital, and apart from the occasional chat with the female staff, for most of the time I didn't even think of women in a sexual way at all, I did get the occasional erection as all men do, but apart from a gentle and surreptitious tug under the sheet, nothing further happened.While I was in hospital, most of the time I couldn't get out of bed, and seeing the resultant mess of a shave one patient was given by a trainee male nurse, I. As I finished my exercises I was exhausted and sweating profusely.I quickly went to my computer and located some familiar bondage sites and flipped from picture to picture and movie to movie, while slowly stroking my pussy. In a short time I badly wanted to cum, but knowing I wasn’t allowed, made the experience even more titillating. Several times I thought I would lose control and had to pull my fingers from my dripping pussy. With reluctance I closed down the web sites and knelt on the.