"Yeah." Well he asked me to go out with him next Friday. Can I go?"Gerald frowned. "Myra you're only 15 of course you can't go."She got up immediately... looking at Margo for support. Margo just shrugged. "I'm sorry honey, but whatever your father says goes."She pouted. "Oh please! I mean other girls my age already date!" Myra I said no. I'm sorry you are still too young to date. Wait until your at least 16. Just one year OK?"Myra just stomped out of the kitchen groaning under her breath. Gerald. The young Head Mistress smiled and took aim once more, this time, she landed her final six smacks with the brush against the creases in between Amber’s lower buttocks and thighs. Amelia knew that this would drive her message home and also, serve as a lasting reminder to her secretary just how painful a punishment could be from her.“Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!”Just as she had done after concluding Amber’s hand spanking, Amelia Marks brought her left arm out from under the. If they stay put, they’re separated from their forces and render them rudderless. They’ll dissolve in days without what remains of their unity of command. And the generals will be captured or killed, anyway.“If they surrender, of course, that’s the ball game, the whole enchilada. Knowing them, they’ll only surrender if left no other choice. Here’s hoping that the people rise up and demand that they capitulate. In any case, surrounding them forces their hand, makes them react to us instead of. She had a weird tone in her voice when she told me she wanted to say something, she hesitated a little and then she said never mind. i tried to get her to tell me, but she said she had a better idea. She ran out of bed and went to her luggage, we hadn't fully unpacked, she came back to bed with a small tube in her hand, i knew this could only mean one thing, Backdoor Confessions. Backdoor Confessions is my all time favorite sex game that we play in bed; we first discovered it on a Saturday.