At last she allowed him time to think on what was happening and savour the punishment served him, if only to let her catch her breath in preparation f...r the next thrashing. He writhed in pain, crying like a baby in floods of tears as his bloodied ass pulsed and flexed as though on fire, though he still continued to hump the bed, he would soon show her divine submission. Miranda looked triumphantly down at his tears as she readied the cane, and saw his need to submit."Oh yes you cur! You'll shed. Saying shit that could probably get me sent to another planet near the moon for being that nasty creepy old dude that flirts with all the teenage girls." I said.Ally looked at me and laughed. And she kept laughing.After the longest time, she finally stopped."Wait. You heard what I said. Out in the pool? So where were you? When we were in the pool?" she said.I knew I was busted. I could tell by the look on her face, before I even responded."Oh shit. You saw us. In the pool?" she said.I just. Instead, we decided tospend some time walking around before eating at one of the manyrestaurants nearby.Austin's enthusiasm for the day dropped slightly when Mom and I startedwandering into clothing stores as we walked around, but the food weeventually got around to eating certainly made up for it.As I climbed in between my covers, I knew that today had been the bestday I had spent in New York all week. The only thing that topped it wasperforming my concert, and in two days I would get to. He pulled out a 9mm and held it towards me. He was begging for her to give him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of fire. My own personal security guy held his weapon over my shoulder in clear sight so that the man would understand that he is in the line of fire. The restaurant has several cameras that I think should be shown to the judge. This poor guy is losing his mind because he doesn’t get to see his son. She antagonizes him.