The next morning finally arrived and I got up and drank enough water to take some Tylenol…two minutes later I was puking again…the toilet went com...letely pink with white zinfandel…after 6 hours and all the throwing up I’d already done. I finally got some food down around 4:00 that day…put the old adage that a wine puck I the worst puke of all definitely held true for me…all these years later and I still can’t even stand the smell of white zin! About a week later we were driving somewhere else. Dad nhi jaan tumhe kesi manayai…..Phir men kaha ki nhi mera hai mom ka nhi hai phir dad ne mujhe kaha ki phir le n sharmaa rha kyu hai phir humne bhi ek ek li or smoke karne lage phir door bell baje mene dekha ki khana aa gay tha phir mene towel lapeta or khana liya bill pay kiya or smoke khataam karke khana khane lage mujhe to itna mazzaa rha tha ki mere mom dad itne modern the ki mujhe smoke ke liye bhi mana nhi karte phir humne pura kiya.Phir hum sab log ready hone lage mene jeans, t-shirt. Her breast and nipples went fully erect upon meeting the cold, just the way I liked them. “Now it’s time for the main punishment, young lady.” I grabbed the paddle and sat down in the chair then pulled her across my lap. I wrapped my left arm around her waist to keep her still. “I’m going to start on your panties then finish you on the bare. May you learn to control your ego more after today.” With a mighty swing, the paddle laded squarely on her ass provoking a loud gasp in response, repeat. It is an honour that you bless my house with your presence.”Trae and Kat looked at each other, wondering why she was behaving so oddly. She stood back and waited expectantly, so they entered. She ushered them into a richly decorated sitting room that spoke of money and lots of it to spend on baubles.On closer inspection, Kat wondered if the family was still rich as they had been, the curtains and covings had a well-worn look up close. She had also noticed that some of the out-buildings looked.