But as usually, if they saw it, they didn't say anything. It was as I dressed, I had that deja vu feeling. As I put my jock on, I thought, hey, this... is just what I did with my panties. Then of course, the next thing a hockey player puts on is literally a GARTER BELT. This is a decidedly unsexy garter belt. It is a wide strip of elastic cloth with 4 thick adjustable straps. However the clips are exactly the same as what ladies use. And it was like, wow, why hadn't I thought of this. .. is fucking you..."He did not know why he felt the need to say that. Perhaps he still had some vestigial fear which needed to be assuaged. Despite everything making perfect sense, he still remembered the agonizing days watching his mother come on to him and threaten to influence him into sex with her if he did not comply with her wish for him to take the job at the Inn.Now her mind lay open and willing to submit to his control. All he needed to do was slide deeper into her mind at the moment. If she was at his place, she was helpless and dependent on him. If he was at her place, she had to get rid of him, sooner or later.The only real plus, for her, was the incredibly powerful feelings she got from unsafe sex. She didn’t understand it. It hadn’t been that way with her ex. They’d been married three years when he screwed the pooch, so to speak, and their sex had already become routine. He was the vice president of a bank, and she was already the successful owner of a posh art gallery.. " He phoned the Governor, who was in his office only metres away. "Governor? Peter Parker. Do we have a LIDAR scan of the enclave area? We do? Great. Uh-huh ... yes, sir."He returned his attention to the two surveyors."Gentlemen, The Personalia did LIDAR scans some time ago, so they should be available on your phone. Just ring The Personalia, and ask for the LIDAR scans of the enclave, and it will be downloaded to you."Paul intervened, "Fine. That is the first point dealt with. Now, clearing.