. or a cane). As I told her of my canings and slipperings I could see that she was much more than casually interested and further noticed that she was...pressing her thighs together as though she was desperate for the toilet. When I had finished telling her of my beatings since her days, she began to tell me things which made my penis stiffen between my thighs and I had to lean forward on the sofa to conceal it. She told me that twenty five or so years previously, she had had a 'boy' friend. This was something else, a laying, accepting the inevitable, a more than filled over-satisfied giving of a sacrifice, an acceptance that whatever would be would be…. The end if end it was, was swift and decisive, he by now bucking and thrusting into her, riding her like a bronco rider, then suddenly thrusting in and holding her fully impaled while his big black balls jerked and hopped around inside the soft bag as he filled her with a roar. It was awesome her tiny body twitching with every. " Why not replace some of those panties you have. They look like the same Grandma wears." They do not," protested Lani looking offended although she wasn't. Well, maybe just a little. "It's just that they're more comfortable than some of the other styles. I wouldn't be caught dead in thongs." Who else is going to know except Dad?" Heather countered. "That's what I'm going to buy. I already have enough bikini briefs." Well, they look sexy but I hear they're really uncomfortable and I don't go in. Shit, this might get expensive in a hurry. He knew skilled tradesmen drew exorbitant (to him) salaries. “Ok, Officer. I didn’t think about that. Hell, back home we just make our own repairs or build our own buildings if we know how to do it. I never even considered needing permission to work on my own place.”That afternoon Andrew tried to get electricity, gas and water turned on for his building. None of the utilities would come out until they had a certificate stating the building was safe for.