"Open your legs again, Jan. All the way! Wider," he said in a soft voice. "NOW!" he added commandingly and the youngster spread her thighs quickly so ...s not to give him reason to paddle her again."Your pussy is wet, Janine? Why do you suppose that happened? Is it because you got turned on by being paddled?" Nuh... nuh... no... duh... duh... don't know? Nuh. not that! It wasn't that!" Her face flamed with humiliation. This despicable man was controlling her, just like he was controlling her kid. "I have something for you," Jordan said to her mom as she handed her the 'mommy towel'. Trish started to cry and hugged us both. As she broke away from the hug with me, she looked at Jordan. "I'm going to put this away someplace safe" and with that left to go to her bedroom.Finally Trish came back and we returned to the living room. I asked Trish to sit on the couch and asked Jordan to sit beside her mom. When they were seated, I knelt on the floor in front of them. Trish quickly sensed what. In the first round, you tried trading punches, and she made you pay dearly for it. Second round, you tried her stratagem, and she made you pay even more dearly for it. My advice would be to go all out, bore straight in and do your best to beat her down, focusing everything on one area of her body - because win or lose, there isn't going to be a fourth round." Yeah ... yeah. All right. So I go kamikaze on her ass and pray she drops before I do. I dunno about you, but I wish the house was still. "You want me to try women?" she asked with some confusion of emotions; curiosity and guilt flickered in her lovely blue eyes. "I never tried that scene before. I'm not queer, you know. But if it's for science, well, maybe.... " She obviously was hoping to be convinced. What a fantastic piece of hot lustful woman she was, Roger thought irrelevantly. Despite his scientific attitude, he felt himself secretly longing for the moments ahead when the sheet would finally be swept aside to reveal that.