" I hope things work out for you and Julie, and thanks for bringing her back to school. She really is a bright girl and deserves the best." With that ...the interview was over, and I left.After leaving the school, I headed back to the house. I picked up my cellphone and called my lawyer, Charles Westford, III. I got his secretary or receptionist."Can I speak to Mr Westford please?" Which Mr Westford?" was the reply."The Third," I replied."And whom may I say is calling?" This is Jim Thompson." Just. I knewthat she was losing some of the cum from my repeatedwithdrawals, so this looked like the best time tocomplete my plan. I told her to just hold still while I repositionedmyself. I got up on the bed, laid down on my back withmy head towards her ass in almost a 69 position. Iwiggled myself beneath her until my head was under herpussy, then I told her to sit down on my face. It wastime to make her cum. Not sure why I didn’t expect it, but as she sat herpussy to my face, the cum began. I keep extra cans of food and supplies in a deep cave out behind my cabin. It stays a constant temperature summer and winter. It is a god place to store my pelts before I sell them. Hunting, trapping, and fishing provide all of the meat that I ever need. I cure the pelts myself and even make jerky too. I have been self sufficient for a number of years.I did drive into town for supplies though. I picked up coffee, tea, rice, flour, and sugar to last me through most of the winter. I also needed. "I want you to use big girl words and tell me exactly what you wanted to see."I mumbled my answer, and her voice, if anything, grew sterner. "Look me in the eye and tell me exactly what you wanted to see."I slowly raised my head and, looking her directly in the eye, whispered, "A penis."Nodding, she said, "You know you've been a very naughty girl, don't you?"I whispered, "Yes, ma'am."She smiled at my response. "And you know I'm going to have to punish you, don't you?"I nodded convulsively. "Yes.