As it was her day and hers alone, she wore nothing under her dress. Alone and buoyant, she jumped on the swing and sang the first song that came in t...o her head: Papa was a rolling stone/Wherever he lay his hat was his home. On and on, she sang. Her voice rising, the only sound around. She swung higher and higher. The hem of her dress flying open. The breeze caressing her wide open legs, wreaking havoc on her ability to remember the words. She did not much care, as it turns out. It was not just. “You were right, pain definitely stops you cumming, now stand up!”I stood up and saw through my tears that she had fitted a chastity device on to me.“Now listen to me you selfish bastard, maybe you didn’t consider the fact that reason we didn’t have sex much is because you are crap at it, you need to learn that sex doesn’t stop when you orgasm, you didn’t appreciate how considerate I was being letting you fuck me at all, or how hard I was working while you were sitting here wanking all day,. Each week, on their day off from their own classes, Brandon and Tracy spend the day with Tammi. They actively keep track of her progress, and the time that they spend with her allows them to better gauge what she has learned and if she needs anything extra. During these days, they take Tammi out hunting. Then they treat her to a special meal of her choosing. They have, in all but the legal sense, adopted the waif, and she feels blessed by their attention and help. Tammi is driven like a devil. "Absolutely darling," I said softly, but Laura hadn't finished yet,"No one else Frank," she was almost in tears again, "Not even close to it."I looked at her for a long minute and I saw the pain in her eyes."I love you." It came out as a whisper so I cleared my throat to say it again but a finger on my lips stopped me and I felt her lips at my ear."Save it Frank darling, save it for when we're in bed."She'd been eighteen when me and my Spitfire plunged into the water just off the French coast,.