"'Stupid', she thought as she said it, 'all I'm doing is adding to the punishment.'Then she started to wonder why they wanted a daughter rather than a... son. She remembered a snatch of an old song that Prince Abdullah had taught her all those years ago when they were expecting her firstborn and did not know whether it would be a boy or a girl.The midwife who receives a son deserves a gold coin to make earrings.The midwife who receives a son deserves a gold coin to make a ring for her nose.But. ”“So get a cat,” Sia suggested.“No way! I don’t like cats.”“Me neither.” Sia rolled onto her front and tapped on her iPhone. “Did you see the amazing skirts they have at Hollister? There’s one I absolutely have to have. I’ll find it online and show you.”Jasmin put her iPhone down. “How come you grabbed your dad’s ass this morning?”Sia gasped. She rolled onto her side. “Oh m’God! You saw that?” she exclaimed. “You can’t tell anyone. Promise me!”“When do I ever gossip?” Jasmin asked. “Doesn’t it. Perhaps, Mister Glock should ride with us for a while.”The rest of the ride back was quiet.We went inside and Frank headed upstairs to dress and give Pam some underclothes even if she wore one of Lisa’s dresses.We went to Sunday school in my car and Paul’s. Our class was glad to have Lisa back but Pam was obviously a big hit with them. Frank and I stayed back while our wives were mobbed by the students. I didn’t mind that they were popular. After all, Frank and I loved them both. The class was. It was a huge desk.Large enough to fit a person underneath comfortably.He had noticed this when he first bought the desk. Afew modifications later and it was perfect. He hadbusiness clients coming today for a meeting. Today wasthe day to test the usefulness of this desk.He brought her in first. His pet. He had ordered her tostrip and then put a belt he had made for her on. Thebelt had two small vibrators in it. Strong enough totease her, but not so strong as to bring her to orgasmor to be.