I thought that she needed a more severe punishment. The caning apparently worked wonders on her disposition; it only took four strokes to convince her...of the error of her ways." Over her panties," Meredith shot back.Michael smiled, "The first two. The last two were with her panties off, her naked bottom cheeks bearing the brunt. She did a very enjoyable dance for my benefit." I imagine she did," her mind pictured Mary Bridget bent over, naked, her legs dancing, giving Michael a very intimate. Though I had no idea why the State cared about charter boats. I also had no idea why they had a boat.Port Charles had a population of just under 20,000 full time residents. The summer residents might swell that number but just a little. There were plenty of motel owners and charter boats crews who came just for the summer, I supposed. I dialed the cell phone number from memory."Jack Slade, I'm Natalie Ripkin," I said to the man who answered. "I think you are expecting me." Yeah, where are you?". The woman from Red Cross gave me Alex's phone number and I called him.Aunt Cora was home, but confined to a wheel chair. She couldn't use her left leg or left arm and her speech was slurred. She was being taken care of by an in home health care service. Alex told me that there wasn't anything that I could do, but he felt that I should at least know what was going on and as I hung up all my thoughts of re-enlisting were gone. Aunt Cora had been there for me when I needed it and now it was my. GE blew gently into Betsy's face and the older woman closed her eyes allowing the soft lips to kiss her face and then her closed eyelids. The feeling was tremendous and Betsy just let her emotions fly away.All the while the hungry young woman below drank all of the running lava, savoring each drop, as if it was heaven sent. Betsy felt loving arms around her and GE must have thought the orgasm was everlasting. The sheets were soaking wet, as all three women were drenched with sweat.That Friday.