" My Dad and I laughed. I knew then that he understood the real advantages of our securing more talent for the company. It wasn't easy to pull the woo... over my Dad's eyes, not about business or finance.After he left, I wondered if I had found out the real reason why he had stopped by to see me. We always seemed to stay on safe topics when we spoke together. He was definitely acting different. I wondered about his health. He looked healthy, and he still kept himself in decent shape, by exercise,. He started but made no sound."Come on Mr Riley, that was just a love tap - you can do better thanthat!" Kirsten's tone was teasing, but with an undertone that suggestedthat disobedience was not an option. This time I put much more forceinto the smack and was rewarded - if that was really the right term -with a gasp of pain from Jason and a red imprint on his backside.Eight more swift strikes and the punishment was done. Jason's gasps hadturned to whimpers and his buttocks bore a criss-cross. I left the light off and approached the window. I realized that if he was really peeping that he probably saw everything on her. Our bathroom was oriented with the window and pot on the south wall, the vanity and mirror on the east wall, and the shower on the north wall. It was not a large bathroom. There was just a small area in the center of the room when one could change or stand when using the sink or mirror. And when she stood in the center of the room, anyone looking in the window would. Mortenson... ?" Yes Justin is there something else I can do for you?"Suddenly I was unaccountably nervous. "Well it's been a while since I... That is I need to... and I don't want to..." My voice trailed off.The gleam in Lois Mortenson's eye told me that she knew exactly what I wanted. "Oh I think I can help." She looked down to where my groin was hidden by the bed sheet and the unseen pyjama pants I was still wearing. "Normally this is a job for one of the nurses," she smiled as she reached in.