Free now!”“It’s a good feeling. I’ve made a start on job applications but haven’t had even one acknowledgement that they’ve even received ...my information” said Holly, looking at the signs of sales in the women’s clothing store window. “Fifty percent off what?” she wondered. Probably off a price they had used in some random store for a week that they could use as a valid data point. She grinned. With the car purchase close she needed another financial target and decided that from her first. It didn’t quite match the quality of The Maisonette in Cincinnati, but it would certainly be a new experience for Stephie. I did check to make sure that she had a nice dress to wear, teasing her that a gingham dress was not considered formal!“You know, Yankee, one of these days, I’m going to take you down South and show you that we ain’t nothing like you think!”“Peaches, I’m teasing. I’m absolutely sure that a proper Southern Belle has the attire to go to a place like Chez Paul.”It turned out. As dad entered, I took a deep breath and stripped my robe off, placing it on a hook at the door. Dad had found a seat at an elevated corner bench, and looked up as he sat down. His eyes grew big and I watched him look from my face to my tits, then look away again. His legs shifted uncomfortably, and I wondered if he was trying to hide a growing erection."Is this OK, daddy?" I asked, realizing as I said it how intentionally I used the word 'daddy.'"Yes, of course, honey. As long as you are. Up, up, up, rising up her snowy-white bottom cheeks.A "squeak" was heard as the pretty witch felt her panties now on display.Cold air raising goose bumps on her lower bare bottom cheeks with legs splayed wide.Santa and Prue settled in a long winters spank.Santa raised his hand high above her visibly trembling green panty clad bottom and began spanking Prue with spanks that peppered both cheeks of her bottomcovering and building the heat down into the skin of her butt fleshmeat as she squirmed.