Of course, she was surrounded by shopping bags."You didn't spend too much of your own money, did you?" Katelyn asked with a concerned tone."Don't worr...y, Katelyn. I used the money you gave me, and I found some great sales. Wait until you see the lingerie I bought."But Katelyn would not view Hayley's purchases that night. All of her uncomfortable feelings about her husband being home, and the flickers of guilt that danced through her mind like flames, evaporated as lust began to build in her. She. As usual, Homes was way ahead of him."Maizie," Homes said, turning to her. "I think we have gone as far as we can with the walk, my dear, and I thank you for your effort. Now, what would you say to a little, uh, let us say, action that is more in keeping with your usual line of work?" He winked at her."For another quid?" She was all business, this Maizie creature."Two, if you put your heart into it, and please us greatly." Me heart? For two quid, guv'nor, you two can have me arse!" Homes. She knelt in the crate covering her ears. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH she screamed trying to drown out the sounds.The drop cloth was pulled off and Megyn felt her ass prodded with a stick. She moved away and another stick pushed her from another side. Then from every side a stick pushed her. Desperatelyshe tried to move away. STOP STOP STOP she cried out begging. She could make out men around the crate jabbing her with sticks. “Stop. Why are you doing this. Stop.” AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGG . I followed her DEMANDS to the letter, again. "That's not how I told you to do the dishes!" completely eliminating please, thank you and the magic word "asked" none of which wordswitches were featured in the second set of "DISH RULES."MomdayTuesday came by a third time. A new set of dish rules but this time the dishes have been left since Sunday, when we had La-gag-ya, with all it's horrendous features: Burnt on cheese, tomato sauce, and pasta in GLASS. I got it spotless. All the dishes.