" I will, just bing."When she left the basement, Phillip felt for her. Being without a mother must be terrible. And it wasn't that he was uncaring, it... was that he couldn't really relate to girls. But, another device he was working on required fine tuning so he slid easily back into his work and tinkering mode.The intercom binged and it took him a minute to remember why she was calling him during his work session. Then he remembered, a kid was coming over from her french college class. Well, a. Regarding Zoey, I just said, numbly, ‘I did it.’ And he really didn’t like my mental breakdown in the courtroom. I didn’t care. I didn’t care to fight. Fight or flight? I was definitely all about flying at this point. What good would it do? Nobody was going to believe me, anyway. I was nothing but a dirty rapist and that’s all I would ever be. The thing about public defenders was that they were working on five to ten cases at a time. They’re not going to dig. They’re not going to try to defend. He never tells me in advance, he just leads me through it. Often it's just a hand-spanking over his knee, but Daddy has an extensive collection of implements - hairbrushes, paddles both long and short, a few straps (plus the belts he wears every day), and even a couple of canes. He's even broken up lengthy punishments with time in the corner with my hands reaching up to the ceiling."I must fully cooperate with my discipline." This is actually the easiest rule. Stripping for him in the living. Her daughter Julie, my youngest niece, had stowed away 3 large pancakes with scads of thick syrup and several pats of butter. She didn't seem in the least interested in restricting her food intake despite being a full size larger than her mother Nora. In all honesty, her heart-shaped ass and full breasts were deliciously healthy and not in need of reduction."Uncle Harry, I don't like to get sand in my pussy. Do we have some big blankets to lie on or should I wear my little teeny-weeny thong?"I.