What the fuck had I done last night, to get arrested? Another problem was presenting itself now, too – I needed to piss. All guys do, when they firs... get up, don’t they? So I banged on the door, hoping to get someone to come. It sounded curiously ‘dead’, though, and I just got the impression there wasn’t anyone out there listening. As I’d started to do something about it, my need to piss was now almost unbearable, and I looked at the bucket – there was nothing for it, was there? The sound of my. We still got along great and had lively conversations over dinner, which seemed to be especially good lately, all my favorites appeared one by one, until I'd had my fill of them. We didn't directly bring up the subject of what had happened between us, but it was there anyway. Occasionally our eyes would meet and we'd fall silent, our mutual desire flowing quietly between us, until one of us pulled together enough willpower to break the loving eye contact.A new tension grew between us, it's root. I hopped in the shower and threw on another dress and my Mary-Janes. I bounded down the stairs, excited that I could already smell the makings of breakfast. "Good morning, baby girl. Did you sleep well?" smirked Daddy. "Yes, Daddy. I slept like a baby." "Good. This morning I have a big surprise for you, but first you need to sit on the floor here and put on this blindfold." I quickly moved to do as he said to avoid another discipline tonight, but the idea of being spanked again had my pussy. “Who were you talking to up there?”“I don't know,” the girl who had been at the counter said vaguely, “anyway I wasn't talking.”She started eating, then said, “He was like coming on to me and stuff.”“Really?” the other girl said in a surprised voice.“What did he look like?” the girl who had been sitting asked eagerly.“God he was hot!” the counter girl replied, then sighed and looked around, “Wow I'm totally spaced out.”“Tamara! You're kidding!”“No I'm not,” Tamara replied.“Sonavabitch!” the.