"I wouldn't put it past you and those friends of yours from Swamp Dog," Wendy said."Wendy I have no idea what you are talking about," I said."You said...that with a straight face. Damn you are good. You should run for president," Wendy said with a laugh. She waited a minute looking at the mountain made famous by The Mayberry TV Show. "You know it's beautiful here but fucking makes me hungry. What do you do for breakfast." Well you know it's Saturday. I can take you to the Cafe on the Square or a. Then she met Bill. She had heard about him from some of her friends. He was wild. He did things that would get him kicked out of many towns, jailed in others. He was that bad boy that mothers warn their chaste daughters about. When Helena met him, her panties instantly became wet. He was not all that ruggedly handsome, although he was muscular and manly. Helena could tell immediately why so many women had let him inseminate them. There was an almost animal magnetism that he put off.Helena felt. He only had a brother in England, having arrived with him at 20 many years ago so that wasn’t likely to be a problem. The older family members would know I was the father but that would be hidden from the child when he or she arrived and some story concocted. Well, Maria and Gianna went off to Canada for a long holiday during which the baby was born, a healthy bouncing boy who, in addition to displaying no genetic problems that could have arisen from the brother/sister parentage, thankfully. The touching of the hands stopped and I could feel my outfit being tugged in places, I could feel the bows holding the two sides together being undone allowing it to fall away completely. I was totally naked now on show for whom was at this event. Without warning, a sudden sharp crack felt on my arse and another on my inside thigh. I grimaced through the gag and pulled against the chains. There were 2 riding crops being used on my body, one would attacking my nipples the other smacking my.