Too normal, in light of what had happened between Sara and Mark; and it worried him. It was a Saturday, and Mark's parents were up early as usual, lay...ing out the weekend work chores for everyone. Mark noticed the conspicuous absence of Sara, although he knew that she was home. He was very conscious of not making obvious his concern though, but all through the weekend he could feel that Sara was avoiding him. By Sunday evening, he felt like a leper.In the week that followed, nothing changed. You order me to raise my legs and you said no questions and smacked my ass. I raise my legs and feel you apply shaving cream it my ass. I squirm and you smack my ass again, saying “You have been so good so far, don’t make me have to punish you”. You spread my cheeks and start to shave the hair. You finish and say that’s much better nice and smooth and laugh.You give my cock and ball a few stokes and pulls and ask “doesn’t that feel so much better?” I answer “yes ma’am, but why my ass?” You. " She said."Oh." Mark answered quietly, knowing instantly what she meant."You don't have to if you don't want to." Sara offered to him with a voice of concern; wondering maybe she'd been wrong to bring up the subject."No, we can talk... I don't mind." He replied, his stomach wrenching once more."Really?" She said, sounding a little relieved.When Mark heard the tone of her voice lighten, his did as well. "Sure. We can talk... I'd like that."She was still curled tightly to herself as she sat on. “You’re not the teasing type, are you?”“Maybe…” she said, kissing him quickly. “Maybe I like to do more than tease…”“I certainly hope so…” He pulled her to him in a tight embrace, kissing her hard and deep, until Nicky pulled away, berating heavily. “Mmm… It’s getting hot in here,” she said.“I agree,” Bill said as he moved his hands under her sweater, feeling the baby soft skin of the small of her back. “Why don’t you take this off, honey?”“Billy! I can’t do that!” she objected, even as she sat.