“A one time thing.” I thought to myself and decided to just leave it at that. I doubt that Steven would say anything and of course, I would just d...enie it if he did. Later that day, my son asked it Steven could spend the night again, my eyes widened. I should have just said no.That night, I layed in bed, unable to sleep and struggled with my thoughts. “What if he came back in?” “What if I wanted him to?” I didn’t want to admit to myself that the fact that I was laying there completely nude. When I heard it click off I started to stand up and was met with a swift and very hard smack on my ass. I looked over my shoulder and asked "What did I do wrong Daddy Sir?" He smacked my ass again "You think you are done boy you are not it is time to shave you down" Staying on my knees I moved myself forward to rest on my elbows "Yes Sir I am sorry Daddy" then I felt him spread the shaving cream all over the crack of my ass. I was so exposed like that when he was done he cleaned my ass off and. It gave me some assurance that if things ended badly for me, they would at least have each other. We also discovered that Laleh could cook! And I don’t mean simple little meals. I mean the dishes she served up could have been featured in some of the best restaurants in some of the biggest cities in the world. And here they were sitting on a table, I had purchased second hand from a consignment shop, in a cabin that was eleven hundred square feet, in the middle of nowhere. Even I could see the. She was born Eleanor Winters, but her foster parents changed her name. It didn’t take me long to find out where she lives. Chapter 3. I walk into my apartment, closing and locking the door behind me. I go to the living room, kicking off my shoes and tossing my bag on the couch. I turn around to go to the kitchen, when I notice the window is open. I feel a breeze on my skin and I shiver. pretending not to notice, I walk to my fridge and open the freezer. I quickly pull out my 45. and turn.