Myhand looks smaller and my fingers look longer. Also, my skin looks smoothand white. They look like a girl hand, I do not want to admit but theyare. ...At that moment when I nearly fell, my hair also fell down on myshoulder. I fell into a deep concern because I knew something were notright."Are you feeling okay, darling?" Cora asked while I still stared at myhand and hair."I..." I stopped when I just started speaking. I noticed my voice were notright either. Regardless my voice became so weak,. I nod and try to smile but the image of this all happening with the belt is too much for me to even fathom. Well daddy says, “Uncle Mike has to be going but I think you need to go over and give him a kiss of thank you for helping out with your discipline”. Is he frigging serious, Uncle Mike just spanked and grope the shit out of my ass, barely keeping his fingers out of my dripping pussy and you want me to give him a kiss of thank you. Fuck he should be the one begging to kiss me. I guess I was. You are welcome to join me there, no strings attached.’ ‘Why are you helping me?’ ‘Because you need help.’ ‘You know what I am.’ ‘And you need help and a shoulder to cry on.’ I led her to the elevators and asked which floor. We stopped there and found the door open so we went in, she packed her bag and closed the door before we got back on the elevators to go two floors up. I waited for her to put her stuff away then asked her if she was hungry. ‘I need a shower,’ she said. ‘Go ahead, I can. Time for you to show us what you've got.” Carl pushed her into the naked woman’s arms and glared threateningly at her. “C’mon, ladies, let’s see it!” Seeing how difficult this was becoming for Kari, May stepped up and took her into her arms. She kissed her cheek and leaned close to Kari’s ear. “It's okay sweetie, if you want to call this off, there’s still time.” Kari clung to May as a little girl would to her mother, but she steadied her resolve. She now wanted to destroy Carl as much as she.