My step mom nodded her acceptance and complete compliance to my rules. I got the opinion she was afraid to disagree with me and afraid our new tryst m...ight end. Watching her listen to me, I could see she was willingly submissive to me. If I said jump she would and I was free to set the rules as I saw fit. One thing I knew is I didn't want her getting emotionally attached to me. If I had any willpower I probably would have told her we were through but I didn't have any and wasn't going to stop. It was a Friday here, and plenty of people were bustling about doing whatever it is they needed to do. I took him into a department store, and he was amazed at the consumerism. “Do people really buy half this stuff?” he asked, as he couldn’t see why there were things for sale that he could see no use for. I smiled at his astonishment at what people were buying. For fun, I took him to the toy department. This section of the store had him fascinated at the things people perched for their kids to. Lynn expressed. What would be the best for you, Lynn? Sandy questioned. I want Rob to be more open, more of what he gave me a few days ago. Lynn stated flatly. What about the other world? Sandy asked. I am working on that, it is 180 degrees removed from how I want Rob to view me, but not totally ready to commit. How can I help? Sandy again asked. See if Rob really could separate sex from love, that would help a lot. Lynn responded. The patio door opened and I quickly backed away, did not hear. She turned and gave me one of the sweetest, most innocent smiles I'd ever seen. I couldn't help but smile back ruefully."J. Richards," she commented, running a finger across the top of the name plate that sat on my desk. A long slender finger, hot pink nail polish chipped carelessly. "What's the J stand for?" Jamie," I answered."That's pretty," she said, continuing her help-yourself tour of my office."What do you do?" she made it around behind my chair and leaned on my shoulder, looking at my.