" He's a pretty smart guy. I thought he'd give me a big runaround when I called him, but he was pretty doggone straight, for a head doctor." Yes. He's... a good one. I've had some bad ones, so I know a good one when I see one." Juni -- why did you run away again?" Most people, when they run away, they leave home," she said. "Me, I leave home, and then I run away back home again." Only you didn't. You came back to town, but you didn't come home." I was too much of a mess to face my mom right away.". After dinner the rest of us were back in the studio working on our set; we felt we had things pretty much down right. We called it a night around 9:30, it had been a long day playing and singing; but my voice was still holding up.“With all of the rehearsing, and everyone else around, it doesn’t give the opportunity for Ange and me to get together,” Lisa said once we were in bed. “I spoke to her just before dinner, and she was very keen for us to continue on what we had been doing.”“All that. She was totally wrapped up in her cunt and her feelings. She quickly started panting, then started moaning. “Ohh… OHhh… OHHH…Oh God, OH God, OH GOD! FUCK, I’m cumming, FUCK I’m CUMMING… OH Fuck OH FUCK OH FUUUUCK…!” And she burst into tears, her voice rising into an incoherent scream, arching her back, her whole body tense, then squirting across the bench, soaking her cunt and one leg, vibrating, and rocking from side to side.Finally, she collapsed, going limp like a rag doll on the bench,. Greg always spoke first. "I love you, Amanda. What are we about to do?" As the ritual began, Amanda's pussy started to get wet. She answered, "You're going to spank me." "And when do we do this?" "Every Thursday night at 7." "And you know why we do this, don't you?" "It helps me get rid of my stress so I'll be a good girl." Amanda always felt childish having to repeat this mantra every week before being spanked, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the molten heat radiating from her pussy..