I wasn't sure I liked what I smelled."Stop picking those nails or I'llhave to repaint them for you." my new mother snapped at me.She pressed the *1* b...utton on the control, enough for a short sharpshock.I jumped a little bit from the shock. Apparently I was not even allowedbad habits. "Well, what did your Amber do while she was bored?"I walked into the kitchen, and saw a small bowl of pasta primaverawaiting for me. I hate that stuff -- the roasted vegetables, theabsolute lack of meat. It. Just complete, blind loyalty and obedience. All that I ask for is this day, this one day, not even a full day ... just 12 hours of total control of this situation. Both to have my fantasy and to lose my virginity the way that I want it lost,” Marcy smiled down at me with brazen desire, her lovely tits waving in my face and adding to the glory that was her.“Oh ... God ... damn ... it!” I groaned, fighting back the urge just a little more.“Oh, did I mention that I’m fertile tonight? I stopped. No way was he going to take a 1955 Studebaker Speedster with the never happen four on the floor in on trade for a used fifty-five Bel Air two door 'vert with the big engine. 1956 models were three weeks away and 1956 had a higher horsepower engine. I stopped in and he told me he'd sent them out the door."Thank you very much. I just came from the doctors and discovered my sister ripped my card while I was getting my cast off." I shook his hand, "What was she trying to do?"He explained."You have. Well we’ll just see about that now won’t we?” My whispered words barely making it out my mouth before his mouth once again took possession of mine. “Yes we will.” He pressed me gently back onto the bed and covered my body with his. His tongue mercilessly probed the eager depths of my flesh, seeking control over me and taking it. His hands wandered to my breast where he released them from the constraining white lace bra. “White symbolizes purity. Tell me Gabrielle, are you pure?” His.