I felt like I was being controled by this older woman, but I didn't care, I just had one hope raging through my teenage mind. Then she turned off the ...shower and dryed me, then herself off. I stood in the middle of the bath- room with my cock looking like a flagpole. She told me it was time for bed. She took me by the hand and led me to my room and tucked me in bed. She asked me if I wanted to hear a bedtime story. I was up for anything at this point and eagerly said, "oh yes Mommy, tell me. “Why me? What if I say yes and it all goes to shit? And if I goes well, I’m not really into fame and such. I...I...Ehmm!”He put his cigar down in the astray and turned towards me on the sofa. “Give me one of the stocking legs and place your foot in my lap!”I pulled my one leg out from under my bum and stretched it over to him, placing my nylon foot in his lap. He gently started caressing my nylon toes. Sliding his fingers down to my ankles and up to my toes again. Mmmmm, it felt so nice.“I want. “It's fine guys, you're ok. The party starts about eight so get there around nine. The bell's about to ring, I gotta make sure everything is running smooth.” Right on cue, the bell rung and everyone flew outta their chairs and on to their first class. Usually time goes by extra slow in school on Friday, but today it was on crack. It seem like only two classes went by before we were in lunch watching people come up to our table holding fliers with smiles, and the 3:00 bell ringing for us to. So as to deter me from any idea of going to University at eighteen, when I was sixteen Adalind had explained that she wanted me to obtain work with a finance office in the local town and study internal auditing at home. Wulf had little alternative but to comply. Adalind's secret plans for herself and me, as confided to her contemporary diary, were that, "...In a few years, Wulf will be the best man of all for Adalind. His face is clear cut and sensitive, his figure spare, held upright with.