Things you decidedfor me? Like I didn?t ask for the chastity tube you make me wear???Ahhh, darling you?re right? That, I admit, was my idea. But how c...ould Ileave you alone with a pretty nanny all day without some kind ofprotection? Besides, baby wee-wees are for wetting and nothing more? AndNanny feels more comfortable not having to deal with unwelcome erectionswhen she changes and bathes. Can you blame her???But you keep it on all the time now, even when she isn?t here???Well, after all, your. Seeing you as wanton as this keeps my cock hard, despite my recent massive explosion. I begin to stroke myself rapidly watching this delectable scene of your beautiful sexuality before me. Your moans become higher pitched and more frequent. You are getting close, but not quite there. I implore, "Susan, look at me." You gaze up at me with eyes hooded with lust, and see me stroking my still hard shaft. This seems to inspire you to cross the precipice. Your eyes stay pinned to my erect cock and my. I’m...” I didn’t get any further. “I know who you are.” A grin developed across your face and, turning to your friends, you said, “Excuse us.” As your hand slipped under my elbow and steered me to the end of the bar. Then looking down at me you said one word: “Yes?” My mouth was dry and my throat closed, so I just nodded as you steered me on to a table at the side of the room. As we sat I was aware of your eyes following all the contours of my body. “Why are you here? On-line you said never –. ?" Oliver stared. The words in front of her seemed to disappear before he could be sure that they had been there. And all that time, Lisa had not said a word. ("I wonder if she can read my thoughts?" he asked himself without opening his mouth.) "I don't need to read your thoughts," Lisa at last spoke. "You don't need subtitles when you speak. You speak English." "Lisa!!" Oliver grinned for joy. "Your accent: It's back to being as good as it ever gets!" "I could go back to as bad as it gets,".