The exact chore or task involved would be up to Bill. As long as it was something that needed doing on a routine basis, my attention deficit would lea...d inevitably to my being punished. There wouldn't be any need for me to pretend or deliberately forget.The chore also had to be something that would annoy Bill when I failed to do it, so there would be an edge to it. I wanted him to mean it when he spanked me. I wanted some emotion powering his hand.He decided that I should take care of getting. She was tall and thin always but she showed up this summer with a great set of tits. They looked very perky and nice. One afternoon I returned home from hanging with some friends and my family and hers were all in the backyard swimming in the pool. I decided to take the quiet time in the house to go through her dirty clothes and enjoy the smell of her panties. Doing that instantly made me hard and gave me the desire to masturbate before they all came back in. I grabbed one of her socks and was. "So, it's like this Chief - Roger Black seems to have acted on an anonymous tip-off. He managed to get a search warrant - I'm betting the grounds for that must have been a bit dodgy - and he hauled Kenny MacGovern in. He charged the guy with having sex with a minor and then couldn't make it stick so he had to let him go."Black doesn't know anything at all about all the other stuff I've been working on and as far as I'm concerned he's had his try at MacGovern. I need your backing to warn him off. My tongue licks the lobe of his ear and I draw it into my mouth. I give a gentle tug with my teeth and lips, and move my hands from his shoulders. One hand runs across his collarbone and pauses at the center, at the top of his chest. The other I let rest on his tummy, feeling the texture of his jeans, then moving up his ribs to his nipple. My mouth kisses his shoulders. Each hand finds its own place to touch. My senses run wild, like a river swollen from a great rain. My left hand spreads its.