“Stay put Marty. Don’t even think of moving” she snapped. “Zoe is coming home and has promised you a very hard spanking.” “I’m really ...orry Susie” I said, getting myself used to idea that my 21 year old daughter is about to spank me. “You will be Marty, but it’s too late to apologise isn’t it. You should have thought about that before.” It seemed an age but wasn’t. I heard the door open and Zoe said to her Mother “hi Mum, I got here as quickly as I could.” They both walked in to the. The girl quickly grabbed me and gave me a hug it had me surprised honestly."Whoa slow down there, you don't even know me crazy woman." Oh don't recognize me? It's me Rebecca!" I was surprised to find her here let alone completely happy to see me! I guess all the sex and fucking made her appreciate things in a new way. Whatever the reason was I glad to see her at the end of the night. "Wow you're actually happy to see me, that's surprising. But how have you been Rebecca?" "Good just bored with. From everything he could see, it wouldn't challenge him intellectually, and it would be humiliating to be surrounded by mega-jocks, all of whom would be bigger and stronger than him.He glanced jealously at the flyer his twin sister was examining. It advertised the giant library, literary societies, and a teaching staff that was 90% PhDs. She couldn't have been much happier than he was. He heard her mumble under her breath, "do they even have a soccer team?"It was bullshit and they both knew it.. Why was Ithe daughter? Maybe it gives me more of her point of view, as indicated inmy encounter with Jeremy. I found that he didn't... excite me. Romanticallyor sexually. Perhaps that shows how my relationship with Heather was inher mind. A good friendship, but not romantic material. Maybe that's whatthe lesson was. Anyway, I probably should head home now. It was around 4in the afternoon. I thanked my lucky stars it was Friday. I hated homeworkwhile in grade school, hell, even now, when I'm in.