My fingers caress my body lightly, my thighs, my abdomen – straying briefly as his fingers would to tease my senses. I stand and turn on the shower,... allowing cool water to run over my body, rinsing away all distractions from my mind – my focus on preparing for pleasure as my nipples become taut with the cooling temperature, my body glistening with beads of clear water. Stepping gracefully out of the tub, I wrap myself in a soft velour towel and gently pat my body dry, again dreaming of his. "Sorry honey, I love you too."Carolyn laughed. "I love you too, Don, but that's not the point. I'm just tired of listening to you and Ellen go on and on."Ellen smiled and smacked her sister playfully. "Well, I sometimes get tired of listening to you too, Carolyn."And then she imitated Carolyn."Oh my god, yessss, fuck me, Oh Jesus, hit me."Carolyn blushed and said, "That's different."I laughed. "Ladies, ladies, you are both beautiful and wonderful in unique ways. Even though some people may. Bend over the caning table.” Susan gulped at the instruction and the realisation she was about to be caned for the first time ever. She kept the punishment roster and a note of the punishments given to each student. It seemed so easy to write down, ‘Three strokes … four strokes … and of course the dreaded six-of-the-best.’ Easy when it was someone else suffering those strokes, she now thought ruefully. How many would she get she wondered as she eased herself up from Debra’s lap and crossed. I tried to figure out what kids these days saw in that crap. Except I was a kid these days. I watched the reactions of the family. Mom and Dad were tolerant but Em seemed to enjoy it almost as much as Pey did. I tried not to be a sourpuss. Eventually, I started laughing and cheering with everyone else.When the movie was over, it was bedtime for Pey. Em said she was going to watch some sappy romance thing and Mom, Dad, and I all excused ourselves to go to bed. I’d been up and out of the house to.