He is just sooo professional and all.I'm here for a little trim and was told I was too meet someone. Oh, I hopeit's you! You're just the cutest little... thing. Am I supposed to be meetingyou? Please say yes." Errrr?I?I don't know. Miss Matilda said I was here to get a touch up,"Jacob replied. He hoped with all his heart that he wasn't the one. "Afterall," he thought, "I certainly do not want to spend time with this queer.What does he think I am?"Before Gladys could respond, he was called to the. The only thing she hasn't got is a doctors office!OMG Victoria, don't you see, you are the Queen of your very own personalBDSM dungeon! You'll have to change your name again - how about"Victoria Spankham"?"And with that she burst into fits of laughter!Whilst Alex had been concocting her wild theories, I had been lookingaround, and found that there was a well concealed lift in the corner ofthe room. I pressed the call button, and whilst Alex was having herlaughing fit, the lift arrived."Come. Without thinking much about it, I called out to my mother for the towel. And mother, again without thinking much about it, got the towel and opened the door of the bathroom. Neither of us were prepared nor had planned for what happened later. Here I was, nude, with a hard cock and there was my mother with the towel. Neither of us knew what came over us but the memory of her being pumped by my father last night drove me wild and I pulled her into the bathroom. Possibly, she was surprised at the. Maybe Carly had held a torch for her flinty-souled boss all this time. Maybe he had been a dupe and only realised that afternoon.Carly leaned into the bed-post and watched in quiet horror as Miranda jerked her boyfriend to full hardness. Her body was still wracked with the pleasure Miranda’s cruel touch had summoned within her. The caress of her boss’s mouth had awakened hazy recollections of their encounter following the dinner party. The added touches of spite had served to inflame, not.