In the meantime, Penelope trained Attia in the same swordplay, spear throwing, and archery as she did when she was Druses. Attia had inherited her mot...er's speed and agility. In fact Penelope believed that her daughter was better than she ever was. She enjoyed the exercise even though Penelope was slowing down with age. Many times Attia had tricked her by going one way then pivoting and slapping her in the same manner her mother did many years ago. Only not in the ribs but stinging her ass.Now. Much to their dismay Dad let the cat out of the bag that it was a total tan. There was a bathing suits optional beach in a private cove. Mom and Lisa did tell us how much fun they had and how much shopping one could do in just a few miles.Jason and my Dad raved about the charter fishing trips out into the Gulf and the surf fishing. I knew they would be willing to make as many trips there as was needed. Jason was talking more about retirement and dropping hints he may be interested in helping us. Instead of the studious guy with thick glasses, he was huge and extremely good-looking. I knew he was providing this service as part of a graduate program, but it only was by asking around that I found that he played football on a little semi-pro team in the area as well. That's why he was in such good shape. We had to sign up on a weekly basis for assistance, and suddenly he was always my mentor. This meant that I saw him at least three times a week. Being around him that much meant that we. *SMACK* My hand came down again on Triny's ass. She cried out this time, but bit down on her lip to stiffle the sound. She locked eyes with me as my hand came down again on her defenseless ass."Mmmmm," She moaned. *SMACK* "Uhnnn." She continued to watch my eyes as I spanked her. "Now, do you want to be a good girl or a bad girl? You may answer."Her response was half muffled by the bed, but she gasped, "Good. I want to be a good girl." You do? You know what bad girls get, but do you remember.