She said shehad an important message to give both her children. "I am so sorrythat I have spanked you Kyle. You just test our limits all the time. Ido...'t know what to do with you. I am so busy at work trying to giveyou both a good life. Every day I come home, you are fighting and youare in trouble, I cannot take it anymore. I also need your help Grace,You are way older than he is, and since I don't have a husband, I needyour help. You can discipline Kyle anyway you want, However you cannotspank. A crush maybe, but that's okay. We love each other, and that'll never change. But you and Steve, that's so exciting! You can't deny it, you love it just as much as me. Just go out with him for a little while. You'll see, it'll be fine. And if it gets out of hand, we'll stop. Please? Okay?"Jen hesitated. Then, forcing a smile, she said to her husband, "Okay."Jen was in a cab going out to meet Steve again. It was the third time this week. For the last few weeks, she and Steve had been almost. About five minutes later he replied.Put on the white panties and the skirt. I’ll be over in a bit.I did as he said; I slid the panties on and tucked my tiny cock. Then I put the skirt on. I went down stairs to wait for him. I was sitting on the couch looking down at my body and I started to get really turned on. Just then I heard his car pull into the driveway. I got up to meet him at the door. He knocked and I opened the door. I stood there no shirt, no shoes or socks, just my skirt and. Now it was my parents and sister who became the focus of my apprehension. The knot of fear within my stomach had become an old friend, I was adept at hiding the tremble in my hand, it did not do to display fear: I was a soldier. The next posting to the Far East had not seemed to make much difference. I would still carry my worries about my family but for a while I could relax on a boat: a cruise liner no less. There was always the threat of submarines of course but in my case, fear of the.