He loved her plain and simple. ‘You did what!?’ He all but roared. Araminta shrunk back into her chair in fear, ‘I’m sorry. I truly am. I didn...��t know you really liked her like that. I mean, she’s a good dancer and she’s…pretty I guess, but I thought you were just…’ ‘What?’ He said so quietly that Araminta nearly did not hear him, ‘You thought I was just what? Fucking her? And you told her this, didn’t you? You ganged up on her with that silly little sidekick of yours…do you know what that’s. After about twenty minutes I heard Saffie turn over. I had a fair idea what her tits would look like: little volcano shapes about three inches across at the base, sticking up a couple of inches. I’d given them some thought when I was choosing her bikini, because the standard sizing method is about how far they stick out, and they have less actual volume than a more rounded shape. So she might measure as a B but really be more of an A. Anyway like Amanda she is only a Size 4 and the soft string. We both looked down to my lap at the same time. Across my lap lay my belt, bent in half and held in one hand. The threat obvious.Finally, grandmother looked about her room as if she never saw it before, swallowing loudly when she saw the vibrator I gave her and her tube of lubricant sitting on her bed. I saw the tremors that her body underwent starting then as well - this was pushing her boundaries probably further than she had ever imagined.When she stood there silent for nearly a minute, I. “Wait, you what?”I nodded. “I didn’t want to ruin everyone else’s graduation day by being the one to give our graduation speech. Besides,” I said, setting the folded blanket on the small table, “I’m sure the school board or someone else of some importance would have found some way to make sure I wasn’t the top of my class.” I turned and looked at Danielle. “Think of the therapeutic aspect though, me giving the speech and putting everyone there in their place.” I was smiling, but knew it wasn’t.