I know that you might be really pissed at me for telling Klara everything. Now that tonight’s reminder spanking is over with, do I need to get you...r hairbrush or belt?”I laughed. “No decision on the hairbrush or belt yet. I am not saying no but I am saying that I am going to table that decision. You told me that you were going to tell Klara about our relationship so that does not surprise me. But what was Klara’s reaction when you told her about the sexual side of this? What is that going. “Yeah, yeah ... just finishing up. I’ll be out in a sec,” I blurted out, trying desperately to sound normal.“OK. No rush.”Then a thought entered my head. “Hey Dad, could you come in for a minute?”“Sure,” he replied, opening the door slowly (probably not knowing what to expect) and wearing a robe. “Good morning.”“Morning,” I smiled back nervously.“Another interesting night for you guys?” he asked, his voice tinged heavily with a knowing air.“Oh, definitely ... definitely ... And how about you. Goodnight, Miss Drake." We both said, "Goodnight". We passed at least a dozen more people and they all acknowledged me by name. As we left the building, we found Charles waiting with the car. The plane was ready when we reached the airport, and we were airborne within minutes of boarding. Charles served us tea, and we sat back to relax. I looked out the window as we rose above the clouds. Grandma said, "You're very quiet, Darla Anne. Is anything wrong?" "I'm confused, Grandma." "Tell me what's. ..i suddenly realized he was standing right behind me. no, he answered, i'll warm them on your skinny dick and balls. with that he reached around me and forced his cold hands down my pants and into my boxers. i tried to move away, but i couldn't let go of the helm, so i was at his mercy. come on man, get your fucking hands off me, i pleaded, but he just ignored me and said, their starting to get warm now. anyway, he added, by the way that skinny dick of yours is growing you really don't.