I saw her look at me, smiling, and not taking her eyes off me, even as I was talking to Jessica. As I stood there looking at Ashley, as she looked bac... at me with those eyes, I felt myself utter the words, “How would you girls like to have a sleepover tonight?” I’m not sure what possessed me to say this; Ashley staying over for the night could be very dangerous, especially with my recent inability to control myself. Of course, though, the girls were all over it. “Thanks Dad! That would be. " God, he was good at that: Small, smart lashes, just hard enough to hurt a little, but never really violent. Her tiny breasts quivered in the most enticing way every time the soft leather thongs hit them, and gradually her whole front started to glow. For a short while he concentrated on hitting the top of her thighs and her pussy, and soon he saw her try to push her abdomen forward to meet his lashes.Throughout this, a nice couple around 40 had been watching them intensely. When Peter stopped. It was unlikely the latter group would go into a combat area like the Army nurses. Over one thousand male front-line replacements spilled over onto the deck and many of them just slept on deck in available corners where they wouldn't be trampled by some emergency drill.Since the officer's mess was filled with sea-duty Navy and Marine personnel, the Army officers including the female nurses all made do in the Chief's mess which in many ways was superior from the officer's food selection. It was. " What kind of a shop is it?" Ladies clothing - I think."She went on and on; demanding answers, and I became more and morereticent, until eventually I was able to escape to my bedroom.**I rang Dorothy two days later, and enquired:"How about this weekend; are you free?" Well;" she replied; "We're open all day Saturday, so I'm tied to theshop counter until closing time; but Sunday is always blank." Could I take you to a show on Saturday night?" I suggested.She was quite agreeable, so we talked.