. although if he keeps up with this line of thinking he could be playing with fire. There is no telling where following a path such as that would lead.... One wrong move and he could lose it all, and not just Debbie. Why do I even care about her so much? He steps into the bedroom and picks up his phone. She said he could call anytime he needed to. Dialing the number, he sits on bed. His cock twitches at the thought of hearing her voice.“Alan,” she answers on the other end.“Kennedy,” he says. “I. “He would permit the colonies to break free? Did he learn that from the stories we’ve heard of Azkoval?”“Even that young fool isn’t stupid enough to believe peasants can rule themselves,” the father replied archly. “Or at least he’s learned enough not to speak such imprudence aloud. The ideas he sends forth with his soldiers are bad enough but the concept of self-governance goes beyond the pale.”“Surely he did not learn those ideas while he lived here,” the young woman stated with. “Do you want us to leave you alone now, Naomi? You could go on with your bookkeeping. Or would you rather keep your hands on Mick’s cock? Let her go, Mick. Let her decide. Well, Naomi? Should we leave?”“No, Frank.” I heard my wife reply, in a barely audible whisper.“Do you want Mick to kiss you? Say it out loud, we want to hear you say it.”“Yes Frank, I want it.” My wife finally admitted. “Kiss me, Mick.” She added.“You want it, you love it. Two big mature men. You don’t like either one of us.. I didn't have the time to feel as humiliated as I wanted to, because Uncle Mitch immediately walked towards the staircase, giving the leash a little tug to tell me to follow. I scrambled on my hands and knees to keep up, which kind of hurt, even on Mom's plush carpet.When we got to the staircase Uncle Mitch stood aside and tugged the leash up the stairs, signaling me that I was to go up ahead of him. I hadn't crawled up those stairs since I was three, I thought as obediently went up. I tried.