" He lifted his eyes to the bulging front of her blouse."I see you're not wearing a bra," he said.Lynn looked down at her chest."Oh? Do you want me to... run up and put one on?" Uh, no," Wes said quickly, "no, no, that's all right."Lynn cocked her pretty head and stroked a single strand of hair behind her ear. She smiled at Wes."Damn, Lynn, you're… "She let him fumble with it for a second."I'm what, Uncle Wes?"He wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead."You're the most beautiful girl I've ever. But if I had anything to do withit, that would soon change. My brother glanced back at me every so often while he wastalking to Dad, trying to keep me included, but since I had donned my Ipodhe pretty much left me out of the conversations. Thank god, because all Icould think about right now was his cock, and how hard I could get it. Iwondered if it was as hard as mine, and maybe Dad was getting off on ittoo. Oh boy, there was another fantasy that just gave my cock anothershot. Victor told the truth when he said he owned me. He became my Dom, and I was his sub. You don’t know about the D/s life style. He became my Master and I am, was, his slave. Oh Jake, I don’t know what would happen if Victor pulled into the driveway tomorrow and told me to get into his car. I just don’t know. Do you remember what I said to you last Wednesday morning? I said ‘I must go with him now.’ The operative word was must. Even with you standing there and watching, I had to get in the car. .. but was it intentional? I shot a glance up at Mercedes.She smiled and nodded. She’d named her daughter after me. I was a little shaken. Mercedes mouthed the word, “Later... , “ to me. Most assuredly, I was going to need to know how this came about.“ ... How old are you, Mattie,” I asked, that being the second question all adults ask a child just introduced them.“Three!” she answered quickly. She knew all the questions too. She had trouble showing me just three fingers on her right hand and.