This gives me ample time to take control of Linnea’s mind, and she enters the room without a murmur. I address Amelie as she closes and locks the do...or. ‘Good girl Amelie, now go clean up.’ Amelie heads to the bathroom, helped along by a smack on her ass. I then turn my attention to my next toy, the blond teen receptionist standing silently in front of me. Behind me in the corner of the room is a desk and a simple armless chair. I take the chair, turn it to face Linnea, and sit. Linnea looks at. “It has the address and phone number to my LA office. When you get out of class, I need you to fax me statements for all of your credit cards and the balances on your student loans.”My jaw dropped in stunned silence when I realized the reason behind this request.“I also need you to go to the main office at UNLV and have the clerk put my business address on your account. Once your grants and scholarships have been applied, I want you to have them bill me for the remaining balance each. Not knowing what else to do he pushed it back in. The tip hit that spongy mass at the end of her pussy and she said "YES! RIGHT THERE! Ohhhhh Uncle Bob that feels really nice right THERE!" Bob's brain kicked back into operation. If Megan was a virgin, she didn't know ANYTHING about fucking. That meant he could teach her the right way!Bob LOVED teaching virgins."Sweetie, that's your cervix. Some women don't like it when there's pressure there ... but some women LOVE it when there's pressure. " Go! Even if Simon loses his nerve we'll have some ready for tomorrow. Simon, I'm sorry, I'm being bossy again."Simon smiled fondly at her. "I think it's a great idea," he said. "Otherwise she'd have been sitting through dinner on tenterhooks." He put his arms round her shoulders. "I think I'm going to love my mother-in-law almost as much as my wife." Hmm," said Emma. "Watch it, boy."Simon roared with laughter and relaxed. Nevertheless he had to wait the best part of forty minutes before.