Roller coasters? Love ‘em. Scary movies? I’ve seen Ghostbusters, like, seven times. I regularly drive through neighborhoods that have only recentl... been gentrified. So yeah, I’m pretty much not afraid of anything ... Except for clowns. I am not really sure where the fear comes from. My mother says it’s because when I was a kid, I found a dead clown in the woods, but who knows?”“I think I can cure you of your irrational fear of clowns,” Claire insisted as she ignored that last bit.“A healthy. There is a man in her kitchen who knows it doesn’t matter. Because he knows what is between the divide of her legs, lightly browned with the darkness of her triangled hair. She moves one foot one foot away from the other, to make a small gap at the top of her curving thighs. A gap framed by the soft curves of her creamy inside thighs, the skin so soft there, just like a baby’s skin. So, so soft. He can sit forever before this softness, his finger a perpetual wonder at the softness there. . I won’t play the harlot,’ she replied then his hand once again landed on her bottom with a loud smack. ‘Will you dress to incite lust and adultery in the hearts of men?’ he enquired. ‘No father I will be modest, forgive me,’ she begged in tears and received another firm spanking. ‘Will you only give yourself to your husband?’ he asked. ‘Yes father,’ she sobbed and felt his hand again fall hard on the red cheek of her bottom. Will you be his submissive and obedient wife and mother of his. What Bailey andI are to each other is none of your business. For the record, I find hermuch, much more charming than I find you."Skyler sneered. Did she really hate me so Had I been that horrible toher? Yes, I probably had. I probably deserved her scorn."Skyler," I whispered. "I'm sorry. For all of it."Her face softened for just a moment. And she was Skyler again, my oldfriend. Then she hardened again."It's okay, Bailey," she said. "Just be careful not to drag your teethwhen you suck his cock..