The Boss isn't a person. It's a commanding sex toy that sixteen-year-old UK Military Mentors Academy valet Michael uses to subdue and dominate fourteen-year-old military academy cadet Trevor.
He let his eyes drop once again to the generous cleavage she was displaying. 'I wonder if she even knows her blouse is unbuttoned that far down?' he thought. He hoped not, for it was giving him an almost unobstructed view, clear to her nipple.
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