“Did you talk everything over with the other girls?” she asked.“I did, including Sofia. She’s in a real quandary as to what to do, but she sai...d she’s not prepared to give up just yet.”“What about Karin?” she asked.“I’m going to tell her everything face-to-face. I think it’s the only honorable thing to do.”“I agree. Did you talk to Kara, as I suggested?”“Yes. She’s going to come visit in May, before I head to Ohio for Melanie’s wedding. I assume you still plan to house sit as we talked. I'm a dominant man in bed. Because of my foot baller physique, I've always had an aggressive, but passionate way to love making. Something about my girlfriend f***d to do whatever my perverted mind drove me wild. I turned most of my submissive girls into anal cumming, gagging sluts. I stretched one's asshole to accept a fist (never got past the wrist, but it was so exciting stretching her nontheless). I loved hearing the sound of a woman gagging on my long cock, but they could never take. And actually, the more I thought about it, the inflection point had REALLY been when I’d first told her about ‘strip chess’ on the flight from Los Angeles to Tokyo. There had been no reason to tell her about ‘strip chess’, and I could easily have avoided mentioning it. I could also have easily avoided telling her the rules. When I’d done those two things, and hadn’t rebuffed her flirting, I’d created the conditions in which I now found myself.My debate with myself was silly, really. Once I’d. " In your dreams!! You are crazy if you think I'll obey a 17 years old asshole" OK, I was just expecting this. Don't worry, I have to send an e-mail to Daddy" OK, please don't send this to him. I'll do whatever you like" Good! That's the attitude I like from you. Strip naked!!" What?!!" Are you deaf or stupid? That was a simple order" I won't do this, you are my son, for God's sake!!" I am not your son, and if you are not naked within the next 3 minutes I send the e-mail"She realized that there.