"That's not what I asked. I asked if YOU liked it. Here, feel thefabric," Susie continued. "Isn't it smooth? It's like a man's suit,but softer and... flirty. It would be more comfortable than one of yoursuits, don't you think?" I said it's nice," I say. "I don't know what else you want me to say."But she wouldn't let me go. "Oh, come, on. You're just avoiding thequestion. I asked how you thought it would feel. It's a fair questionto ask you. You're not that big. In fact, you're. Now all I had to do was not jizz all over the place. “Everything looks perfect down there, Alex.” She gave my butt one of her friendly pats. “Very nice. Now let me help you back up onto the table.” I reached for my shorts, but she held me back. “You can put those on after we’re done.” As I lay back down on the crinkly paper, I thought about Nurse Cady’s legs. I got a quick look at them, and they were quite attractive. She had nylons on and they made her skin look smooth and perfect. These. But she still couldn't seem to get motivated.Jordan didn't waste much time he pulled her firmly over his lap and yanked her panties down and off and they fell to the floor in a heap. He then began spanking her bare bottom in a very firm and purposeful way. He smacked her hard and her eyes flew wide open. "Stop it," she screamed."I'll stop when you agree to get dressed," Jordan informed her as he continued smacking her vigorously."God dammit," She screamed.Jordan persisted in spanking her. Not many people apart from her family had come to the burial,because her friends were Internet ones and spread far and wide around theworld. It was then that I noticed the long brown wig that Emma had beengiven to replace her hair that she had been very proud of, and an ideacame to me-for a short time I would give my mother her daughter back.First I shaved thoroughly until my chin hurt slightly from the effort,then I chose which clothes to wear. Emma was one of those girls who waseither dressed.