..”“Mister Steele,” I said, interrupting her.“Dad,” she insisted. “You’re my dad too. I’m not used to it, having two dads. My bad, sor...y. Please. Okay?”“So, you have two dads is that it?” I said.“Well, yes, I mean obviously?” she said.“It may be obvious to you, but not to me,” I said.“Huh?” she said.“He’s your stepdad, not your real dad, that’s me. Yeah, I know he adopted you while I was in prison, but for me that was just so much bullshit.“Your mom dumped me while I was inside and then let the. I made her kneel on the floor then I pulled her across the table and untied her arms and retied each hand to the table legs .Next I spread her legs and tied them to the table them tied her ankles together . Grabbing her hair and lifting her head I asked her which item she wanted used on her . She knew not to beg me not to punish her so she wanted to know how many swats she would receive with what she picks . All I hold her was it depends either 10 ,20 , 30 or 40 . She picked the belt thinking. " To me he said,"We'll just call you Sweets and make sure you're well protected fromsunburn." One of the other guys tossed him a tube of lotion and he saidto me, "Now put your hands on your hips and stick your butt out, Sweets. That should be a good pose to, you know, let us reach all those hard-to-get-at spots." He tittered and the other effeminate men joined him. Iwas totally uncomfortable as they surrounded me and squeezed cream ontotheir hands. Four of them were going to apply the. I have known her for years since she was about ten years old. I didn't recognize it at the time but I sensed there was a definite connection between us. Every time I would visit her folks I would spend most of the time paying attention to her. I think her mom suspected something and watched me like a hawk whenever I was around her little girl. I never stepped out of line but had a lot of fun with her. After she showed up at my door in desperation I began to see her for the girl she was. I could.