But she seemed calm so I relacst a bit still nervous around her. She let a tray on the table with a jewelry box, a bottle of wine, and some water. “...ome sit next to me” taping a hand on the couch next to her, while she looks at me with a small. I sat down slowly, I was so nervous. She turns to face, and it was hard for me to look strait at her. I could feel my cock growing under my pants. “So I understand that this situation with my father could be hard for you” she said while putting a hand on. For this instruction, you will assume the same position: legs spreadabout shoulder width, bent over at the waist, with your hands holding upyour skirt in the back, so that you are exposed for your punishment. Iwill start with two words you missed at breakfast, cr?me and jam. Assumeyour position."I was stunned, embarrassed, and a bit angry, but felt I had no recoursebut to comply. As I positioned myself as he had described, I saw thereason my shaper had a thong bottom. Bent over with my skirts. Dad was in the living room when I came home. He was waiting up for me fuming mad. The memories are start to slide into place but it doesn’t make sense. . . “Are you drunk? Oh my god Ashley. . .I can’t believe this,” Dad roars as I stumble into the living room. “I let you out of my sight for two hours and you come home plastered!?!” I don’t really know how to respond. I’m not even sure how this happened. I only had two drinks before I started feeling really silly. Then Sarah, my best friend,. " said Mark with an innocent expression ashe took a couple of steps back. He didn't want Miles Bradshaw gettingtoo close because he had seen the man in action before with M&R girls."Thought as much. Someone's being a naughty schoolgirl, isn't she? Tsktsk." Miles made up the couple of steps with a single one of his ownand now his hand cupped Mark's delicate chin and raised it slightly."Lucky old Peyton. You're quite a catch aren't you? Quite the friskylittle package." His other hand lifted the.