Well you may have noticed that he had eyes for you all night long." So?" So Bernie's in the money. Asked me if you'd ever be interested..." No, I most... certainly would not be interested. Spiker, I can't believe you'd think that I would even consider..." Look, Baby, we need the money. If you ain't willin' to help out around here..." You know I will. But -- that!" Hey, just to get us out of this little problem. Besides, everybody knows he's a real stud." I don't care about that. I just want you.". But it wasn’t because she didn’t try. She did everything she could, as she usually does, to get his blood boiling. For instance, she put into use a ploy that never failed. She knew of a secret. He never admitted to it, but she knew of Frank’s secret smoking fetish. Through the last half of these ten years, she had slowly begun to notice his desirable dick getting hard in his pants every time she’d light up. The realization didn’t come easy or quickly to her at first. It was just something she. Why were you masturbating.I was thinking about the spanking you gave me yesterday.What do you think I should do about that, you ask.Spank me I say in a quiet voice.You ask me to speak up.I say: Spank me Sir please. Spank me long and hard so I can be a good girl.Yes you say but will it stop you from masturbating.I reply, no I guess not.That is the answer I was hoping for my sweet young girl, now bend over.Jenny bends over my knees from the right side, which is my left side, for her punishment.I. As children we used to argue about who were better girls or boys. I donot remember who won the argument but I remember going home from Jane'shouse wearing make-up and a dress on more than one occasion much to mymother's amusement. I would not admit remembering this to anyone,especially Jane.Despite these memories or perhaps because of them I never dared ?dump?Jane and she was the love of my life. For some reason Jane also sawsomething in me so we moved in together on leaving home. We knew.