We are mid-way through a chat about your chores and homework when I notice you keep zoning out. I push you, asking you what's on your mind. Eventually you confess that you are utterly entranced by my beautiful lips. I ask you if maybe a few kisses from step-mommy would help you with your focus, to get you back on track. You willingly accept; I start gently holding your face in my hands, keeping you in place and kissing you softly and then more aggressively. You're going to be a good boy now for me, aren't you? Good; stroke for step-mommy's kisses and control!