I had already told this to Bop. But still, the arrangements did not make Bop happy.My husband and I were out shopping - part of my training to be a fa...culty wife - when Father arrived early - before rush hour instead of after. We finally saw each other when Sung called Cara to say we were back and the entire troop came to our room to greet us. It was quite a meeting.After only 2 weeks, Father was the same, but better. He was always a handsome, trim-waisted, muscular man. Now his “Miami Vice”. She put a record on her stereo, one more reason to like her, and she and I started making out. Three or four LPs in, Julia had sobered up and things were hot and heavy. Her shirt was on the floor, I was feeling her chest up over her bra and her hands were grabbing mine over my shirt. She asked me what I wanted to do to her. I looked at her with a devilish smile and focused my eyes on the front of her jeans. She consented but only if we'd move it to the bedroom.I giggled when I saw her floor. I spank you bottom with my free hand and warm the skin slowly before switching to even the slaps on both sides.Now you are completely wet and warm and full. I withdraw and let you swing down to the bottom of the arc. After putting arm cuffs above your elbows I let you down and then clip your elbows together behind your back, before marching you to the merry go round and sitting you down on the edge facing outward. I push you onto your back with your helpless arms held along side your ribs. He knew girls who were into that, witch wannabe lesbians, wearing black and such. Jeff had given it a chance once, after a buxom blond he liked had dyed her hair and asked if he wanted to take part in some "sky clad" ritual. Sadly, he decided she wasn't worth that much stupidity.Plus, you know, Jesus and such. And the music sucked.Menolly was in the kitchen, the dog having followed. Jeff half heard the sound of a glass on the counter, liquid pouring. Given how much this girl seemed to scare.