I picked up the whip and stood alongside her."Who led the Plymouth colony?" I asked softly. "Umm ... it was ... oh, damn! ... umm ... was it John what...s-his-name?" She looked at me as though asking for his last name."No," I said, and brought the whip down on her ass with a medium stroke. It made a nice crack! as it hit, and my already stiff cock swelled to its maximum."Ow!" she cried out, "that hurts!" That's the idea. Now what was his name?" I don't know. I can't remember." She looked at me,. To further clarify, sexual relations include any oral or physical stimulation of a sexual manner, either given or received.Should you disregard my feelings in this matter and continue with your adulterous quest; here's what will happen:1.) Monday morning, I will immediately file for divorce.2.) I will contact our parents and everyone we know to inform them of our impending divorce and explain exactly why I took the action I did.3.) I will sit down with the children and explain the reasons we. You’ll have the opportunity to use edged tools – tenon saw, chisel and mallet – and learn how to cut cleanly and precisely. I’m not going to let you use machine tools, like the morticer until I know you can do it the old-fashioned way ... the hard way. Okay?” I emptied my cup.She nodded again. “That sounds to be exactly as I want it.”In my workshop, I waved at the bench, which had an untidy litter of items on it.“First, don’t do as I do, do as I say. I’m a bit lazy and messy,” I said, racking. Even knowing that I couldn’t be burned, there was a natural resistance to the idea ... and the reality of going straight into a blaze, the heat, the smoke, the smell of it very unpleasant. I could hear the screams of a couple of the fools who were already aflame. I could see the fiery figures running in an anguished panic, desperate to stop the pure, excruciating pain of roasted flesh.Not the entire building was on fire, of course, and that was the reason that I didn’t just let them all burn to.