?Worm, you have forgotten your place, I see. I have to remind you that you are nothing more than property actually, you are less than that. You are ...less than a piece of dog shit. You are only aroused at my command, not before and not after. You also do not touch that small cock without my express permission. Do you understand what I have just said to you, worm?? Her question was answered immediately by her now-trembling slave. ?Your property has heard and understood, Mistress and Goddess. " And you're my special little man, hon," she said, but she wasn't smiling, except weakly, sympathetically.We talked a little more, I don't remember what we said. She seemed absent minded. It was not until Saturday night that I discovered what she was thinking.It was all quite complicated. At least, it was for Martha Jane. As an adult I now understand, but as a 9-year-old I could not fathom it. I viewed things more simplistically.Next Saturday, Martha Jane and I sat and talked after she made. We pulled the blinds down leaving about six inches of space at the bottom, and the slats were almost completely opened. We knew that the old guy could clearly see Julie through the blinds. In addition, he could squat down and see under the blinds with no obstruction whatsoever. Had it not been April and chilly outside, we would have opened the window. But that would have been too out of place on a cool evening and would have to wait until warmer days. As it was, I even cleaned the window to. Amir:” wah kia chickne choot hai teri meri rani, aj tje jam ke chodon ga roz phone sex kr kr ke bht tarpaya hai tune”Aur amir mom ki tangein khol ke unki phudi ke upar hath pherne lga, mom ke muh se siskariyan nikal ri thein, phr usne mom ke phudi ke lips open kr ke unki clit ko thori dair stimulate ki jis se mom ki phudi bht zada gili hogai aur mom usko kehne lgi ke, ” plzzzzzzzzz amir ab meri maro naaaaaaaa, chodoooooo na mje”Phir amir khara hua aur apni pent utari, main uska lund dekh ke ht.