. hi," I stammered."Hi Kevin," she answered in her cute, bubbly voice.My heart pounded with joy. She didn't hate me. All I had to do was talk like a n...ormal person. Just tell her to have a nice day, Kevin, then work your way to asking her out for some coffee. Instead, I stammered out, "Well ... er ... have a nice ... um ... yeah." What was that Kevin? That wasn't how a normal person talked, I berated myself. Flustered, I pushed past her out onto the Sales Floor.I spent my entire day discreetly. You are not dreaming it is reality, 4 months, you have been kept in asemi conscious state whilst we have carried out some of the more thingswhich take time.Shortly I will release you and leave you to think hard onwhat I tell you.You Bitch, Shut up and listen, or do you wish tongue removed.Right, I will be very brief, you still will feel very sick as yourhormones are still being fed to you, feelings will get better in time, butthe hormones are forever.I will soon release you bonds so you can. Take my breath away" he began to sing quietly, though his recall of the lyrics was spotty at best.Jen eagerly pushed him to the bed as he unzipped and lowered both jeans and underwear ... As contagious as ever, her enthusiasm infected him, and he reveled in the sensation of her lips making contact with the flesh of his cock, practically setting it aflame with transient, plush sensation. His girlfriend had possessed even less experience with this than he did, but in the few months they'd been. . momma's gonna get to the bottom of this dissipated life the boy has fallen into!"But from behind her came a startlingly attractive redhead in a sheer cocktail dress. The redhead said something that didn't pick up on the mic."Because he's my SON! That makes it my business!" the eighty-ish old lady howled.On the camera, it was very hard to make out the faint, bluish-purple mists emitted from the redhead."No, Mrs. Hensely, it's alright ... you talked to your son just yesterday; he's got his life.