They are thinking over my programas we speak." She told us."Do they know that we are in your program?" I asked."No, and I won't tell them if and when ...hey are in the program.The most I will say is that some friends of theirs are in myprogram and leave at that." Let?s not tell the kids about the Drieforts until we know ifthey are coming or not," I told my wife after I hung up thephone.Before the kids left for school we told them to be home rightafter school because we needed to talk to. “Young man, I am proud of you for asking for your punishment, but I am very disappointed in your behaviour, so this will be a hard spanking. If you struggle too much there will be extra punishment, do you understand me,” she said. “Yes Ma’am.” The first time her palm landed on my jean-clad backside I knew this spanking was going to hurt. The spanks just landed over and over across my tight jeans. She was methodical in her delivery and warmed me up in short time. I could not move even if I. "I don't think it is proper ethics to have anybody else with you when you are examining someone, so I'll excuse myself. No buts - I'll be waiting outside." Even before she had finished, she had walked out of the room, closing the door confidently behind her. For what must have been fifteen seconds, Dad and I stared at each other, each unwilling to back out. I tried to convince myself that my stubbornness was due to the belief that I could - would - act as a professional, but the deeper recesses. I cupped my hands round her buttocks and pressed her towards me so that she could feel my penis through the dhoti. She parted her legs to accommodate the bulge beneath my dhoti. I hadn’t finished with her breasts so I lifted her from the ground by holding her buttocks still sucking her nipple and laid her on the bed. She circled her arms around me and started kissing me and if wanting to eat me. My palms caressed her breasts and the thumbs circling her nipples. All the time her eyes were closed.