I prefer to woo them, rather than order them into my bed. How do you prefer to do it, Kenny?" I don't know yet, Uncle Bunny. I guess I'm more like you...that way. Sometimes, I just do nothing, and that seems to work all right too." You have the best of the two very different strengths Tommy and I had, Kenny. You have the good looks like Tommy always had, and the relaxed, soft approach that I preferred to use. I hear you've been trying to give Tommy pointers on how to elicit a better response from. So, with time Gabriella developed quite some different tastes and now her appetite developed towards something specific. Young slim and hairless bodies. Shy and nervous personalities. And how she loved being dominant. She tried her best to get her mind of those weird thoughts until she once thought of hypnotizing her son to help him out with concentration problems he had in school. From there on the phantasies developed and she could not keep them out anymore. Tonight, she would have all of it. The crop bit into her."Then we'll play by my rules."SLAP"Listen closely little slut." He leaned down over her and brought his mouth close to her ear. Calling her that turned her on and he knew it. "Here are the rules: I am going to fuck you, however I like, for as long as I like, and you-"He punctuated his words with resounding slaps from the crop:"You. Are not. To make. A sound. There will be no moaning in pleasure."SLAP"No begging me to go faster or harder, like the needy little whore you. '7. You think Dom Perignon is a Mafia leader.8. Your wife's hairdo was once ruined by a ceiling fan.9. Your junior prom offered day care.10. You think the last words of the Star-Spangled Banner are 'Gentlemen, start your engines.'11. You lit a match in the bathroom and your house exploded right off its wheels.12. The Halloween pumpkin on your porch has more teeth than your spouse.13. You have to go outside to get something from the fridge.14. One of your kids was born on a pool table.15. You.