Before I knew what happened, I just found myself wanting to take complete and total charge of you. Just do to you whatever I wanted, to have you obey ...me and what I needed.”She shivered against me and I squeezed her tighter. “You know, every girl inside has this, this desire to be controlled at least sometimes. We all do, to have a man just take us and use us. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I absolutely melt whenever I think about you making love to me. But tonight, we did not make love. You fucked me,. Mom said, “Why don’t you kneel down and get a better look?”I stammered something about looking for a quarter that I had dropped.Mom said, “Then get down and look for it. I suggest that you check closely around my crotch. I think I can feel something hard down there.”Then Mom started to move her feet apart. They had been about a foot apart but as she opened her legs up her feet became three, four, and then a good five feet apart. I didn’t know that Mom could spread like that. The material stayed. It was from Mr. Hammerstein, one of the partners. It was the first personal e-mail I'd ever received from him.[e-mail]From: Emmanuel Hammerstein To: Roger Moore"Wonderful idea Roger. Congratulations from Gardner and myself. We were just discussing it and are very much looking forward to Saturday night. Gardner asks if Sylvia Harper is coming."[end of message][e-mail]From: Roger Moore To: Emmanuel Hammerstein"Yes Sir, as far as I know."[end of message]Now I was confounded. What the hell was. Agnes and I went to our separate bedrooms to change clothes. Both bathroom doors were open and we watched each other strip and then dress. If I hadn’t been excited before, I was now. We met in the bathroom for Agnes to brush her hair and for me to tie my tie correctly. I didn’t wear one often but Agnes had asked. She saw me struggle and helped. She moved close until we were touching along our bodies.I smiled. “Did you help your brothers tie their ties?”“Yes, but never standing this close. I.