She lookedup and grinned at me. Did she know? Had Linda said something? Did it showsomehow?? "Did you enjoy your game, Mr. Wendell?" Rosilee grinned. ..."Mrs Linda gaveme the rest of the day off so I am going to spend the rest of the daywith my grandson," she told me happily."Why that's very nice, Rosilee. I hope you enjoy your day," I replied asRosilee left the house. Now, I became very apprehensive and paranoid. Wasthere some other motive behind Linda's actions?Reluctantly, I went to Susi's room. I was particularly fascinated by brains, although perhaps that was because my brain was biased. It thought the brain was the third most fascinating part of a human body, just below breasts.I tried other subjects that I thought might be interesting, such as philosophy, but found them to be too inapplicable and weird. There was one topic that I did find very interesting: interpersonal communication, especially in groups. I'd observed a lot of inexplicable behavior in conversations at school, as. ‘Interesting choice,’ I said quietly, ‘that big arse of yours is about to get everything it deserves! Stay there, you kinky little minx!’I moved across to my dressing table, and opened one of the drawers. I took out my wooden backed hairbrush, and the two-foot long riding crop I kept in there. I’d felt both of them on my own bottom and knew exactly what they could do!‘Are you ready, you kinky slut? Ready for your naughty bottom to receive the punishment you seem so desperate for?’In answer, Sam. He knew Sandra wouldn't like the screaming coming from the room that would ensue. Sandra was sober today, she would realize that he was hurting her daughter. Bob removed Candy's robe and dropped it on the floor. He undressed in front of her and walked toward her. "Get on your knees Candy." Candy didn't react. She stood there shell-shocked. "Get on your knees now," he demanded. When that didn't get her attention he moved closer to her and back-handed her cheek. Candy immediately crumpled to the.