Daddy pulled me up and into his lap. I rested my face on his neck and whispered a thank you into his ear. I felt a renewed sense of peace when he told... me I was a good girl for taking my spanking so well. “Let’s see how you do with the next part of our punishment, Baby Doll.” Next part? I thought. Daddy pointed to the floor, the signal I should kneel. I did, gingerly, as Daddy left the room. When he returned, he had in his hand a toothbrush in its packaging. I watched in horror as he filled a. They decided to have wine with dinner, which put both of them more at ease and they were soon laughing and joking as usual, the situation of the room pushed to the back of their minds for the moment. Dinner was relaxing and quite enjoyable, and they were feeling good by the time they were finished. They decided to stop in the bar for a nightcap before going back to the room, and both ended up having a couple of drinks as they sat and she told him stories about Vermont; the countryside, history,. Other occasions he would just sit and listen to them. Thinking about those days brought a warm glow to his heart that quickly faded. Then the bad memories came flooding back. However, he was outraged. He just lost all of his direction in life when he was sixteen. The dark thoughts of the world entered. His anger would well up deep inside him, dirty thoughts about women. The idea of drinking himself into oblivion was always there. At sixteen, he knew what he had planned for himself in his life. The nipples of Emily's C cup breasts were hard and readily apparent though the thin material and a hint of her large dark areola peeked out the top.She looked down at the fuel gauge and realized that she was running low on gas. She hadn't seen a Wawa in half an hour but there was something called Turkey Hill up ahead that had gas pumps. She pulled in and whipped out her father's platinum card and started to gas up the car. When the tank was full, she realized how thirsty she was. She headed.