Mom put sandwiches on the plates and we sat down to eat. My baton, which I had put on while putting my laundry away, clunked against the side of my ch...air. Despite the noise Mom didn't look at me and we ate in silence. She sat in Dad's spot and read her Kindle, which was placed near the wall so she was facing slightly away from me, while I munched on my sandwiches and looked her over in barely concealed anticipation. Mom was tapping the air with her now bare foot under the table. The shoes, both. She looked up and was embarrassed to see her own body wasnaked."From that wet spot on your dress, I see you are as horny in my body asI am in yours. Maybe I should have kept your clothes on but they werein about the same condition. Why don't you take off your clothes anddo something about it."Lamai/Stacy was embarrassed. "I am not a lesbian and I only make loveto my husband." Then I guess we will just have to masturbate." I can't do that!" Why don't I get you a blouse and pair of my jeans so. .. Well, maybe...From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974This series of stories is inspired from my own struggle with marginal Borderline Personality Disorder, but none of the persons, incidents, or depictions are real - in everyday reality or in my own personal realities. Each story stands on its own, but uses characters and references from other stories in the series.The over-riding theme of the series is BDSM, even though some of the individual. ?So you want to watch me spank her, huh? Well, I got no problem with that. Matter of fact, it don’t even have to stop with spankin’. We can talk about that later. Take that dress off right now, Ellie.??Mama,please!??I said take that dress off and come over here and lie across my knees,? Jennie said, as she returned to her rocker and sat.Ellie looked pleadingly at me, then her mother once more.?You got 15 seconds to get that dress off, or I’m goin’ to get the belt.?Ellie rose very.