You’re right. I’m PMSing.”“You’re a little more sensitive,” I said. “I am, too. Your dad knows...”“But ... I’m okay here, right?�...�“Not gonna abandon my daughter. I already said that,” I giggled.So Friday after school, I picked up Deena and her friend Emily. Since I was only two years ahead of them, leaving behind me the same school they were currently attending, we talked about some of the teachers and the facilities and such. We went to our house, waited for Bill to get home, then he drove us. She was wearing jodhpurs and as we came up to the stable yard it occurred to me she rode horses.“Do you ride much Iris?” I asked peering into the stable. “Only a hack round the lanes when the weather’s OK; how about yourself?”“Well, I sometimes get my bike out on a fine day.” I quipped, “How many horses are there?” I inquired.Iris laughed, “Only my thoroughbred now, he’s grazing in the meadow: several were stabled here before the war but with the price of hay in the winter...”“Is your husband. The ute hugged the road when required and responded with lightning speed to her actions. Marty found himself holding the handle over the door and gripping the side of the seat when Mary would speed through a dip and let the ute become airborne before it dropped over the other side.By the time she slowed to enter the town, his heart was racing, and he still had butterflies from jumping the dips. He acknowledged that she was frickin’ amazing behind the wheel. To his surprise, the first place she. So she put me across her lap and spanked my bare bottom.”Mavis said smiling, “I was so cross with her because she had argued with me all day and I thought how just it was to have her across my lap and spanking her bare bottom as hard as I could. I realised though that as I spanked her it released the tension I was feeling and by the time I finished I was actually so relaxed that when I had turned Cindy’s bottom bright red I told her to lie on the bed and we had some great sex.”Sarah looked.