Miss Linelle had only once been disciplined by her mother with a switch, it was terribly painful. So she sympathized with her daughter, she had never ...had occasion to use the implement on Makaela but failing a class was serious enough to warrant it. Makaela didn’t care that she was 22, she no longer cared she had an audience watching her completely naked, all she cared about was the unbearable fire her mother had lit on her bottom. Her mother hugged her while Makaela burred her face against her. I never felt that with Milena but I didn’t want to ruin the mood.“Well, with your uncle coming and everything… I was a little nervous. I think I didn’t get a very good first impression back when I met him.” I understated.That seemed to soothe her expression. “You knew my uncle?”“Well, yeah… I met him back when we—” I was surprised she didn’t remember such an episode. I sure as hell wasn’t going to forget it. “Back in Colombia. All those years back.”“Really? Wow, when was that?” she said,. ”As I made the evening meal for the four of usme, Hollis, my mother, and the working the evening shift, I considered what my mother had asked. It wasn’t in my nature to bristle at her questions; my father and I had some tough conversations about life’s issues, too.He taught me that love was a series of choices, and that people sometimes make the wrong ones. He pointed out that, while he loved my mother, she had made her choice to leave. It was hurtful, and it may have been a bad choice, but it. Rolling against me, she nestled into my shoulder and put her arm over my chest. In almost no time, I realized that she had drifted off to sleep again. Not long afterwards I must have drifted off myself, because it was very late in the afternoon when I awakened as I felt her shift in the bed.Opening my eyes, I saw that she was sitting up in the bed, looking down at my penis. She reached out and took it into her palm, closing her hand around it and slowly jacking me off. As I began to swell, she.