After her spanking, she came and sat with Melinda and me for a bit.“Hey, Dad. You having fun? I’m having a gas. First time in an ocean boat. And b...efore this, my biggest fish was like a two-pound bass, and we thought it was huge.”“Sally,” Melinda was asking, “what was the tantrum all about? That looked like you were about six, and pissed at the world.”“Yeah, I couldn’t get that darned little fish on the hook and I wanted to play a little, so I threw a fit, knowing Momma would whip me for. She imagined Helen and Darleen in bed together and her pussy began to spark and foam.Maybe I'll have to fingerfuck myself, after all, Caroline thought with a wry smile.She finished her third cup of coffee, still stark naked, her emotions somewhat confused. She figured that she would be able to think more clearly once she'd milked her pussy. A girl couldn't really be levelheaded when her cunt was simmering. She got up, intending to go into the bedroom and frig herself off in comfort.But,. "Well," exclaimed the techno-thug, "that's easy enough to fix, I'll just delete the logs. I guess you're not very bright!" He eyed me with a look of pride, as if I was no match for his genius."Can't." I grunted out. "Logs aren't on the box. Wouldn't be too bright of me to leave them there." I gasped for breath.I was exhausted. But I still couldn't help giving him a shot."Well where are they?" he yelled at me.I waited a few more moments catching my breath. I remembered rule number 78, don't do. The ones who made the effort necessary to meet them, anyway.This was the neighborhood where Simone found the players for her pickup games on our basketball court during the week. Janey was usually home too late to play, so this was Simone's time. Janey would enter in if she was there but found herself in the unusual situation of being the outsider.Simone made it known that our court was open to anyone who wanted to play, male or female. It seemed that being out from under the shadow of Janey.