She suddenly pulled me up by my collar, my elbows resting on her chair between her thighs and looking deep into my eyes she said in a serious tone. �...I want to give you an early Christmas present, kitten. I stop your punishment for a day. For 24 hours, we will do whatever you want to do.” It was completely unexpected and I was lost for words and for a minute or two I was lost for ideas too. Then the kinky fantasies slowly came alive and wiggled and snaked their way back into my dirty. There was no way that I could profit from this information, though it was very interesting.We were fooling around with showing each other various things when I accidentally knocked over a small can of yellow paint. I grabbed some paper towels and wiped up the mess before it could get any worse. I sure didn't want to wear out my welcome in the garage workshop, so I tried to keep things as neat and clean as I could.When I turned back to ET, he was very excited. He had written me a note, "What was. . as was Tully Fairchild, as he was promised a permanent job as manager of Lauralee's farm... and Eula knew that her husband's job at the sawmill was his as long as he wanted it.The story given out was that there had been an argument of the pending sale of the drugstore, and John Blodgett had become too excited. After his death Lauralee abandoned all thought of the Florida apartment, she'd never wanted to go to Florida anyway and had only agreed because she thought it would be beneficial to her. ”“Hold out your hands,” was the next command. Jackie bent her arms at the elbows, holding her hands straight out in front of her. Pamela felt every finger and rubbed each finger nail, looking for any hard skin or a hang nail. She found nothing. Pamela pulled up each of Jackie’s hands to her nose, and inhaled twice over each hand smelling Jackie’s fingers. “Good, hands down.”In the bathroom, there was a small round pedestal, about 30 inches high. It had three steps leading to the top. .