When Stacy came back, she helped Amy to her feet and took her in to the shower. Stacy washed her hands thoroughly afterwards. While Amy was slowly was...ing herself, Stacy lowered the toilet lid and sat down to have a conversation with her. The shower door was wide open, so she could see Amy's reactions when she asked her questions."Tell me Amy, have you ever been truly in love before?" Stacy asked.Amy nodded while she tried to wash the night's activities off her body. She loaded her hands with. I stopped to say hi. We made small talk for a few minutes then as I left she said "Maybe I can get on your route, have a nice day." I thought nothing of it right then. But a few days later I was banging that chick again on the lounge chair when I noticed Mrs. Miller's house had a window that looked down into this backyard. If she was to look out that window she would see everything I was doing. It actually turned me on. Then a few days later Mrs. Miller was in her front yard again and I. Those new curtains are beautiful! It looks like a whole different room." I know!" says Jill, "We just love 'em. Carla has such a good eye for design." She sure does. She amazes me sometimes, how creative she can be," Rosy says."I can see why you're in love with her." Yeah, I'm lucky to have her." You're not lucky, Rosy. You just chose well who you want to be with. You two belong with each other. It's easy to see."But hey... I need to get out of these fuckin' boy clothes and change into. She leaned over him, her massive breasts crushing his bottom and back until she retrieved his right wrist. Pinning his wrist to the small of his back, he felt her shuffle a bit more and then he felt something cold against his bottom and he gave a little shudder. It suddenly dawned on him that he was feeling the flat back of a wooden hairbrush. Just as he started to protest, SMACK SMACK SMACK!!! The hairbrush rose and fell with a swift and steady spanking rhythm. Ed almost choked on his words.