As it turned out, he barely said good morning, let alone 'Happy Birthday.'I thought ... well, that's marriage for you, but the kids ... they will reme...ber.My kids came bouncing down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the office I felt pretty low and somewhat dejected.As I walked into my office, my handsome boss, Rick, said, 'Good morning, lady, and by the way Happy Birthday!' It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.I worked until one o'clock, when. That night she was looking hot, wearing a short black skirt with a skin tight tank white top, proudly showing off her very nice firm tits. I could see Shelley looked excited, since I noticed her hard dark nipples under the thin fabric. She sat down with us and I ordered another round for all of us.Both ladies started drinking with no control and I sat down there, watching their inhibitions slowly beginning to fade away.After about five rounds, Ana and Shelley were dancing dirty with each other. I watched her, the last two days she’d relaxed, except for the incident this afternoon. Her mothering abilities amazed me, she was always looking out for her three, finding ways to teach them new things, to ensure the best for them. Sleep fell over me again and when I next woke, the moon was shining in the window, casting a pattern across the floor. Getting up, I checked the oxygen regulator for Andrew, adjusted it a bit and then pulled the covers around Claire. She had moved and they’d. “Come over here; lift up your skirt and get over my lap. Then I’m going to open up the back of your drawers.”Women commonly wore drawers that could be unbuttoned and opened in the back. There was usually a strip of cloth across the top that connected the two halves. This was convenient when a lady had to use the bathroom. It also worked well when a boss, teacher or family member used corporal punishment on her.“Just to warn you, this beating is going to be long and hard.” She quivered a bit.