It all now made sense now, but in home had she confided or need for him?The final picture answered his questions. The photo showed the shiny curled lo...ng brown hair with her gold Beret placed across her forehead, down to her sculptured back that made the line of her body ending with her crack and bottom that was a work of art. However, her red skirt now clung to her lower back out of the way. Her round perky bottom resembled a red cardinal bird.Caprice had endured a vigorous spanking, and the. "Well... yes, of course I am! I didn't shit for two days now..." Em, er.... wait a minute... I think I can handle you shitting, but what if you're gonna piss, too? Please don't be unfair!"She thought for some seconds, considering the matter. Then she came to a conclusion."You're right. Pissing is crap... a wet book wouldn't be fun at all. I think I'll have a piss right now, before we're getting started." And where d'yer wanna piss?"She looked around the room."Since there is no toilet in here,. She was being helped by another maid that I hadn’t seen before. She was as perfectly dressed and made up as Miss Carson and it was easy to see how well they had learned their skills as they managed the challenges of keeping everyone supplied with food while at the same time making sure that all were having a good time. Miss Carson’s companion – Spencer, I discovered she was called - in particular seemed relaxed at dealing with the flirting banter of some of the male guests, laughing with them. I enter the kitchen and dad looks at me…he reaches for my blouse and unbuttons the first two buttons, "Let’s go" I jump in the car, the skirt so short my ass is directly on the leather seat. He lifts my skirt and reaches between my legs to finger my pussy till I get all wet and needy. I start to breath faster and he sticks his finger in my mouth. "Lick it clean," I roll my tongue around his fingers and suck the juice off. He then reach inside my blouse and pull one of my tits out, "There you.