We got in the car, and it was quiet all the way back to the mortuary. It was tearing me up; I couldn't have my dad thinking. I hated him and not speak...ng to me.I knew he felt bad for what he did, he hasn't once looked up at me. Once we got back to the mortuary, my Dad kept trying to find an excuse to get to leave, but my sister told me was having none of it. A bit later, my sister came to me; she pulled me to the side."What's wrong with daddy, he's acting odd!" My sister Toni whispered to me,. I'm already sore from the ruler and now your hand sends chills up through my spine. You spank my ass over and over again until I feel my cock start to throb. I'm moaning uncontrollably as you continue to spank me. When you're sure I've had enough you stop spanking me. You reach between my legs and grasp my aching cock. "So this has turned you on as much as it's turned me on," you say. "You're turned on?" I ask as I gasp for breath. You laugh and then without saying anything you take my hand. At this point Marianne seemed to have reached a decision, and sat up again and grasped her knees. She began... "I don't know what came over us yesterday. I felt emotions I didn't know I could feel and yet it was strangely unsatisfying. I am trying to decide whether to tell you my feelings or not."Jean-Claude sat up and looked across at the angst ridden girl. "Say what you want; I don't shock easily. Anything you want that will give pleasure, then I will try to help." That's sweet of you." She. I reported that my shift was over and that if he was still interested I'd bring him the champagne I had at home as promised. Glenn turned to his out of sight guests and made the announcement to which I heard only positive exclamations. Glenn, again offered me to come back and party with them to which I explained that I was already on dangerous ground just making the delivery.I raced home with my imagination running wild. I went through my refrigerator and boxed up the two bottles of champagne.