Content, you always did it with a sense of tenderness. Most boys don’t try and imagine what it feels like to the girl at any age. That’s why I nev...er said anything.”I said with a touch of anger, “You ... spied on me?”“Sweetie, I’m your mother and I love you. And I didn’t spy on you on purpose. Sometimes you emitted your fantasies like a telepathic radio station. It’s rather hard to ignore someone shouting in the bedroom next to yours.”I sighed as my face turned bright red.“Oh, sweetie, you don’t. I looked around looking at the rows of computers somewhat newer than the last place. I sat to start, when my stomach rumbled. "Ah! It appears that your body is low on fuel Doctor. I will attempt to remedy this." Sheila said as she vanished out the door. I just shook my head as I loaded both discs. Looking over everything I decided to work on her emotion program. It was by far the most complicated and would take the longest to recreate. I had just started when Sheila reappeared with a loaf of. She's really wet! Oh, boy. This is it! I'm, like, totally gonnascore. Lily leans back and looks down. She really is beautiful. Notjust in a boyfriend-girlfriend-I-wanna-get-in-your-pants-sexy way, butin a classical, natural beauty. We share a moment gazing into eachother's eyes. It's calming and reassuring. This is a safe place. Timeand place fade away. A warm, wet sleeve slides down my cock and sheleans back with a contented moan. The feeling sends me reeling tryingto come to grips. ” Then, take me by the arm and march me out of the place like a naughty wife/girlfriend.I didn’t think any of this was too bad. My father had tried to beat me straight while I was growing up, I’d dated and lived with a few dom guys; I had also been in some porn movies. Some had gone into the world of BDSM so I’d taken some spankings and paddlings on film. Most of the time it was easy for me to take the pain, relax completely and, begin to cry like a little bitch. This is what most guys wanted.