“Tell me what it’s like, Julia, when you wear my stuff and someone feels you up. Do you like it?” To judge by our exertions and acrobatics a few...minutes earlier he likes it a lot, but I want to hear him say it.“You know Mel, don’t you?”I nod. Mel, Julian’s other best friend, has been a fixture in our house along with Julian since they were little.“I wore that patterned bra and panty set of yours I like so much. You know the one.”“Oh, yeah!” I answer. “The one with the little--”He puts his hand. The sensation of Daddy's hand swiftly striking her bare buttockswas enough to make any girl resist the temptation to misbehave. There had been atime -- before Jasmine had been born -- when many would have considered a girlJasmine's age "too old" for a spanking, but that time had long sensepassed. Society had long since come to realize that a female never completely outgrew theneed for that form of discipline.No, the demon Jasmine had to fight was far more insidious than a mere desireto. "We cannot just let Wilbur give us a country estate. We have to inspect it. And what better way than from the air? We shall give Sabreena a buzz too."A young cowboy was waiting for us next to a substantial-looking plane. "Ah, here you are. Just in time. The cloud cover is breaking up. Beautiful day for flying."Alfred pointed out on the map that he wanted the guy to fly a few circles over the marked areas, higher and lower as per request. "Can you do that?" Hell, nothing to it. I know the entire. Blast! I go outside, collect the dry clothes and fold them prior to ironing before I return to the garage to collect the second load of washing. Once more, I have to untangle them and shake them out before I can hang them up. Should I be doing all this anyway? What if we had a tumble dryer? Couldn't I just dump them all in a tumble-dryer and let it get on with its job? I once said this to Jenny but she was never in favour of them: first there is the cost, then it's not "green" then not.