Sally couldn't argue with someone who wasn't present.Sally's mom came down the stairs. I got a nice view of her legs, thick but shapely. "I just got a... call and I have to go out. Ruthie, I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you home." Why, Mom? We can stay here by ourselves." Because I promised Ruthie's parents you'd be supervised, that's why. Now go get dressed. I'll have just enough time to drop you off."Sally looked at me with wide eyes and a hungry smile. "I've got it, Mom. You can drop Anna. We sat on the settee, a tad nervous as daddy stood before us, 'Take your clothes off darling', said mother, 'and let the girls watch', she said, as she settled into the big seat that daddy normally sat in.Both of us sat very quietly, myself all tensed-up, it was a little embarrassing and certainly not in the 'Chippendale', stuff, yes we had heard of them, but the bulge in daddy's underpants done him proud, as both his daughters giggled their approval, even mother had a proud smile on her face,. Still, I’ll have to be careful. I know how much force can be employed before a mark becomes permanent, and while I no longer doubt my claim on her sexual needs, I don’t know quite how she’ll react to this. Nor will I have any reasonable defense were the evidence of what I’m about to do made visible to someone else’s notice. I’m taking a chance. If she flees, naked and with the sign of the lash on her flesh, it would be embarrassing for her but ruinous for me. Yet I cannot help but believe her. ” But something seemed off to Riley. Her mom kept casting strange looks at her, as if she was looking for something, as if she was expecting something.“Are you okay mom?” Riley finally asked.“Yeah… yes. It’s just my little girl is all grown up. You know, just cause you are 21 doesn’t mean you have to go out and drink…”“Ugh Mom… I know. You’ve been telling me about the dangers of alcohol and men for the last 11 years. Even when I still felt boys were grody and full of cooties. I will be fine.