Chapter Eight
It’s Sunday morning. Andrea has a date with Marsha Martin... and Johnny. c**k cage finally to be removed, as the steel device is cleansed he’ll be bathed and shaven.
Since I don’t allow Andrea to drive, nudity a problem in the event of any traffic encounter, I must drive him. And though I have often viewed video recordings of his frolicking about with the nymph Johnny, I decide to spend a morning observing in person, perhaps sharing thoughts with my good friend Marsha.
Breakfast consumed, Andrea’s tribulations begin as I decide to withhold any covering. It’s early, few neighbors will be up and awake, and it’s fun to watch him dash about, only his c**k cage offering modesty.
So despite his pleading looks, no words permitted with Mrs. Larson’s bark collar... speech inhibi
