My house needs a woman."Anne was tempted to say that on many farms slaves served that purpose as well, but she resumed her eating and held her tongue,... proud of resisting the temptation."Mr. Amboy actually has two or three farms. Right? His home place is a large as mine I believe. Isn't that so?" inquired Mrs. Conroy with a small smile."Indeed. I've gone to several sheriffs' sales. Land is cheap just now, you know, if you have some silver." He gave Anne's father a small smile. "How are things. Olivia would recover from her sudden "illness" bythe time they got back and nobody would be any wiser. She would thentake care of the two lovers so they wouldn't be a problem anymore.Rachel would vanish and nobody would notice, they never did, not poorplain Rachel.He came back to himself at that. Olivia had guests to entertain latertonight. There was a lot to take care of by then. She pushed the secretbutton again and the wall slid back into place behind her. She hurriedback into the closet. It. They were sitting on a couch in a darkened corner of the basement and as one slow song after another played on the stereo her emotions swelled higher and higher.She had never felt this way when her husband Bill kissed her. His kisses were bland and boring, but Brad's were electric. His lips pressed against hers with extraordinary sensitivity, his tongue teased her with its thrusts and explorations, his hands roamed her body and set her on fire with every touch.It was like he was switching on. Everyone at the mixer wanted to be with Becky, but she had chosen Matt. It didn't take Matt long to discover why. Somehow Becky had been able to sense Matt was the spanking kind, and she was the kind that wanted to be spanked.Matt had spanked her right from their first date, over his knee, and from then on he spanked her all the time with his hand on her beautiful round bare bottom, watching her bottom turn a nice rosy red as she wiggled and squirmed from the pain. It never seemed to take long.