Then the sting and slap of the spoon covered in hot gravy making contact with her skin as the perverted joiner starts to administers a spanking. She f...eels the hot and thick liquid splash on her ass cheek, letting out a squeal on each strike. It hurts, but she knows she deserves it. Her pussy is twitching, and her little screams start to sound more like moans. He notices it and spanks her harder to see her reaction. She pushes her ass up in his direction ready for more, and he puts his hand on. But then the highway wasn't being maintained and some parts got closed. When the interstate was built in the Sixties, Route Sixty-six got by-passed and lots of the business and towns had hard times, some of them becoming ghost towns. But then in the nineties, it had a revival because of people wanting to go back in time and enjoy the legends about the highway. So a lot of business started up...mostly gaudy tourist traps.Carla told me what she knew about the dust bowl days because her great. " I've worked before," Abigail snorted, only for Moira to add that it was only a paper round. Abigail gave her a smile and got up from the table, saying goodbye to her mother and passing a gentle wave to her scowling sister.Moira had never been fond of her and her caustic remarks, and angry disposition towards the younger girl used to lead to plenty of arguments and fights, but Abigail barely cared any more.She knew Moira would do anything to get at her, and the more she worried about it, the. “Shhh,” she said. “I’m just going to get a pillow. Where are my pajama bottoms?”The room was still dark, and I honestly didn’t know where we threw them. “Fuck it” she said as I watched her tight little naked ass climb the stairs to the first floor. After a few minutes I hear a “What the…!?!?” from Erin and down the stairs comes Lisa holding onto a pillow and a big grin on her face. “I just stole Erin’s pillow,” Lisa said with a giggle. She settled back in next to me and we drifted off to.