My mother always said that the eyes are the windows to a person’s soul. And while I never particularly bought into that, having seen Lydia’s eyes ...I could see why someone would think such a thing. There was something about the way that they sparkled that made me feel as though she knew something I didn’t. That she had in her possession some grand secret and was waiting for just the right moment to share it with the world. At this point I suppose I had resumed watching Lydia again, and was. It's about, er, Ryan." Jeez, Mom, are you going through your second childhood? First Ernie, then Michael, now you want to try Ryan? Not that I blame you, certainly." Well, I did give you the go-ahead on Ernie, didn't I?" You're right, of course. What do you want me to do?" I want to be there next time he comes over, and then you disappear." He'll figure it out immediately." So what? Do you think it'll scare him away?" Of course not; he'll be as hard as a piece of iron." Good."And so it came to. I compared my height standing next to her. All this happened for long. Suddenly she fell on me due to the hitting of the edge of the table; my face was near her in my hands on her boobs. Still for 5 sec next I took the step and kissed her. She responded. We continued for 5min and I was pressing hers boobs with both hands. Suddenly she parted and asked to go into the bedroom. I lifted her and went into the bedroom. She opened her top and started kissing me. I opened up her bra n started sucking. Just tell me if I am going to easy on you, I quipped with my usual joke and then brought the paddle down hard across her left cheek. She let out a small squeak but didnt move from her position so I continued, spreading the strokes across her whole back side until it was a deep dark red and I could her her sobbing softly into her hands on the table. I paused for a minute and noticed that even her clit was completely exposed now and I couldnt resist. I gave her three light slaps with the paddle.