He allowed Glen and me to make our own decisions, and our own mistakes. When my brother or I screwed up, we heard about it. Dad had a way of pointing ...ut the error of our ways with out yelling or hitting us.That's not to say our parents didn't spank us. We both had our butts warmed more than once when we were younger. Mom and Dad would dole out our punishment equally. Mom never told us to wait until our dad came home; she acted. Neither Mom nor Dad really hurt my brother or me. Dad never. Finally, with a sigh, I put the letter into my briefcase and then climbed into bed next to Jeryl. Time would tell what the morning would bring.I enjoyed the spring scenery streaming past the window and the smooth, powerful comfort as the newest Mercedes Benz S-Class sedan was expertly navigated through the German countryside. I would have enjoyed the chance to take the wheel, but my host had deftly escorted me to the rear of the car while Alison sat next to the driver.“So, are you finding the. His friend came to stand near me."Now. are you planning to threaten me as well?" I asked."No Ma'am, I'm going to tell you that Kevin is an ass, when he drinks too much, and he drinks too much quite often. He is going to get himself killed some night for that mouth of his." the young man said,I removed the steak knife from tbe waist band of my jeans. I tossed it on the table, then said, "Tonight could very easily have been the night Luv." Don't worry, we won't be bothering you again," the friend. 'It's alright, baby,' you murmur against my lips and press a string of kisses along my jaw and proceed downward. You kiss my neck and suckle at the most sensitive point of my body -- at the point where my shoulder and neck meet. I moan as you press and nibble at the hollow of my collarbone. You take my breasts into your hands and pump them. You take a nipple into your warm mouth and suckle at it like a baby. You don't stop tugging and I can't suppress my moans. You then shift your attention to.