I won't do it again."He threw me across his lap and I could feel my wet pubes against his boner. He used the old clichéd parent line, "This hurts me ...ore than it does you." He then began. He wasn't as good as Dad, but he could learn.I faked, "Ow! Ow! Please. I'll be good. I won't do it again." I was getting there after about the fifth whack.Charlene watched with her eyes popping out. She said, "That's enough. I think she's learned her lesson."I whimpered, "If you stop now, you'll never breed.". Do you understand?? As Monique said this, she leaned in close to me. She also lifted my chin with her right hand and looked directly in my eyes. She then took a quick look down, smiled her superior smile and looked me right in the eyes again. She obviously did not miss the hard-on.?I promise,? I said, lowering my eyes.?Stand up,? she ordered. ?Look me straight in the eyes.? I did as I was told. She held my gaze for a while, assessing me in some way I could not gather.?Walk to the left side of. I should have known that something was amiss.A few years later, our 16-year-old told us that she had a new boyfriend, and he was an 18-year-old black Jamaican. My wife didn't react well at all. I never knew she had such intense racial prejudices. When we were alone, she explained her reasons."She's too young! She's a minor! What happens if he kisses her?" If they kiss, they kiss, what's the problem, it's just kissing !" No, it's not! It's not just kissing. Don't you know what happens when a. "Yes Ma'am that would be good," Tomas said."There is no need to put tile under the built in items so lets work on those till noon," I suggested."Very good," Tomas said. I could tell he was relived not to be digging the trench to the container.I decided to build cabinets along the wall with the window. Then I wanted storage shelves on the wall across from the window. In my mind I had allotted four feet to the bathroom area, eight feet to the kitchen area, and twelve feet to the living room bed.