“Nooo, Papa, I don’t want to be spanked. But you do!” She was trying to inflict a little pain of her own, but I blocked it with ease. “Slap...” This time my aim was perfect and her skirt flew up to her back. “Ouch!” she cried. “Slap! Slap!” My hand was landing on her panty covered little ass but some of the blows were finding bare skin. “Oh, Papa!” she exclaimed, now not fighting so wildly. “Slap! Slap! Slap!” My hands were now seeking out the bare spots. “Slap!” “Do you like that,. " So?" So I wasn't sure myself whether she'd go through with it, but when I got home about eight that night, there was Debbie. Even had her legs spread. I, of course, "audition" all my girls. She was a pretty good fuck. She almost balked when it came to selling it, but just one mention of sending her real family background to her sorority sisters and she began putting out for whoever I wanted at a hundred a screw." And you've got something on all those girls that I screwed?" Yeah, those and a. And it is not my custom to open my heart to someone I do not know very well," I explained.Narvenia appeared sad and slightly confused as the door swung open and the lights were turned on. The girls all crowded into the bathroom."Michael! How could you?" Nicky started. "The poor girl..." Nicky!" Catherine said sharply.Nicky stopped in the middle of her little diatribe, brought up short by Catherine's rebuke, as she looked to her grandmother."Nicky," Catherine said more slowly now, "I believe you. ..honey." She finished lamely.Amy turned her head, faking a cough to avoid rolling her eyes. They'd been best friends for two decades, they'd shared everything- well almost everything -with each other and Karen still got all tongue tied when she needed to ask for help. It would have been irritating, if she wasn't such a sweetheart. Too sweet- just like the tea -really."Not that I don't love the excuse to take a half day at work," Amy replied. "But is there something you maybe want to ask.