On the 5th day I put something sexy on to make my son talk to me and it worked he said “wow mum you look great” and I said “thank you baby and l...isten about last time…” he stop me by getting up and kissing me on the lips and wasn't like a quick kiss is was a french kiss and I thought that he would never kiss me again after that night and we broke the kiss and I said “I thought after that night you wouldn't kiss me again” and my son said “look I know that I was a bit of jerk before that night. Mistress allowed me several more seconds of tongueing her arse hole before moving it away and turning, and with her stiletto shoe flicked my now hard cock to make it bob. “ Do you know this Lisa” she said and kicked my exposed hanging balls. I grunted with pain and doubled up on the floor at her feet. I heard her laugh as she continued “ If you have control of a mans balls he is at your mercy no matter how mighty he thinks he is….is that not so slave?”. She prodded me with the tip of her shoe.. Something with weight. How much can you lift anyway? How many items at once? What weight? Lots of information to accumulate on this talent of yours," Brenda said thoughtfully.I paced the kitchen excitedly. Having Brenda to bounce ideas off of, was paying off, already. She had come up with several good ideas, and a warning I had taken to heart."Think quick!" Brenda told me, throwing an apple my way.I caught it with my hands and looked at her curiously."No, no, no! You were supposed to catch it. I figured the boss wanted to see me about that. I was wrong. I looked at my watch, 3:00. I was on time. I went in. The boss's chair was turned backwards facing the wall. When I coughed, he swung around to face me. But Cass Walters had changed. He was now a beautiful woman! "Ms. Keynes," I said, somewhat flustered. "Ms. Keynes? We've kissed, Charlie. You can call me Marylou." "I was called down here to talk to Mr. Walters," I said. "But, it looks like I was set up. I was wasn't I?" "'Fraid.