After all the work, I went behind the school auditorium to urinate, without telling any other volunteers. While I was at it, I heard the sound of scho...l buses carrying volunteers and other participants leave. I tried to rush, but you know, it’s one of the things you can’t pause once it starts. By the time I finished, I rushed to the front and saw everyone had left.I was left stranded alone in our school of 3 acres. Even the watchman was nowhere to be seen. My phone was dead. I knew my Mom would. I saw tat my FIL was masturbating n slowly uttering Fathima.I was shocked at this n stood there he suddenly turned around n I ran away from there n served dinner to my hubby n kept quite.As I was in shock I just kept on thinking n not told to my hubby n FIL also came to know tat I caught him n now I m aware tat he has eye on me.Me n FIL not talked n seen each other for a day.Next day while I was in kitchen FIL came from behind n hugged me tightly.I pushed him backwords,he agreed tat he has eye. ' She pulled Rudy's hand onto her inner thigh and reached back to his.Melanie looked at her. "Well, then, what do you feel about it?'Sylvia smiled. "I feel great. I had a great time and so did Phil. And it doesn't seem to have had any effect on how we feel about each other. We've talked about it since then, and we both admit we really enjoyed all that uninhibited sex. I'm kind of surprised, but it didn't really change how we feel about each other. I guess I just haven't figured out what it. My second slap landed."Ow! Dewey, that hurt!" said Pippa, with a gasp of surprise and pain sounding in her voice"Mr Desmond to you, slag" I replied and smacked her again, hard ... The left cheek of her buttocks was now various shades of red, and I wondered if I had discovered a new style of art? Imagine having freshly slapped women's arses on display at the Tate Modern? The punters would flock in to see such 'art'.I made a mental note to give Damien Hirst a bell( telephone call), I'm sure he.