..I'm a bad boy!" The joviality was still in Flan's voice as Fanchon brought the big square wooden hairbrush down on Flan's pale asscheeks the first t...me. "Oooh, honey. A little hard, but hey, I can take it!"?Flanders kept talking to Kip as the girl, her large chest heaving attractively in the snug baby pink angora sweater, slapped the hairbrush down again and again. And again.?"Yeah (slap) Kip (slap, WHACK!) I got to (WHACK WHACK) watch my P's (WHACK) and Q's (WHACK WHACK) you know?" Flan said. " Good, I also hear that you give a good massage, I think I'll get you to give my back a good rub, would you mind?" Sure any time Betty, are you staying?" Want rid of me already? No I'll be staying until Kitty is back on her feet, all right John?" As I said last night, you are welcome to stay as long as you like." You may regret that," she said slapping the inside of John's thigh, but up near his groin and he was sure it was intentional.Later that evening after massaging his mother's back with. ..It happened last night. The guys had all been debating whether Mom would ever really do anything or not. For the last two weeks, once we finished our soccer training, Jim, John, and Steve would come over and we would all strip down and soak in the hot tub and drink a couple of beers. College was a lot different than playing in High School.John noticed it first, on the second night that we were out. The bedroom blind parted just a little and if you watched carefully, you could see the motion. So if you're going to behave yourselves, I'd like you to stay and get to know her. But if you've come here to set a bad example to my kid, I'd like you to leave."He raised me under extremely strict rules, but also by example. He was a Christian man and heavily involved with his church. He was very moral and exceedingly protective of me. But there was one thing that I always thought was very mysterious: His bedroom door was always locked and I was never allowed anywhere near it. Throughout my.