" I shrugged thinking this very machismo and silly, but not saying anything, only nodding slowly as he made this impassioned plea for me to understa...d. "Of course you are a man even if you came on my face for others to see."He was annoyed, I had apparently missed his point. "Belle, I did not like it. You asked, I answered, that is all there is to it." I shrugged, feeling sort of pissed off, and frustrated. I felt on the verge of tears, not liking being chastised for something so foolish. He. ” “That works for me. You can spank Ellie whenever she is naughty.” “No Marsha. I mean I have to make the discipline decisions for both of you. I decide when you each get spanked, for how long, how hard, and with what implements.” Marsha stopped a moment but decided she had to agree. Mrs Howard was making perfect sense and anyway if she wanted to be spanked she had no choice really did she? It wouldn’t work otherwise would it? “Yes of course” she said. . "You mean that there is a history book that details all this?" I asked him. "So why can't you tell me what to do and where to go?" I demanded.He turned a calm face to me. "You instructed me not to." He said.I frowned; I mean I couldn't remember doing any such thing. I mean it would help a lot if we only knew what would happen ahead of time. I opened my mouth but Aristotle beat me to it. "It was a book that you wrote in the future, giving full details of this event and my words. In it you were. She replied yes. Then I jokingly asked her to give me a bath. She replied back with a smile that if I don’t take a bath myself then she would have to do that as well. I understood that she was joking but I wished if it could be true.One thing about that I started getting a hard on. In my towel it was difficult to hide it but something in me said don’t hide it let her see it. As I stood up because of the hard on my dick protruded out of the towel. She saw it and with a half awkward smile told me.