Next, she began rubbing her right hand gently over every part of my bum cheeks and then the backs of my legs. She did this for what seemed like an age...and I feared that I may explode all over her skirt, my cock continuing to throb at the thought of yet another spanking from one of my female teachers. Once she was happy, Mrs. Taylor raised her right hand in the air and thought about where her first slap was going to land. She cupped her small hand slightly, taking Pauline’s advice, and. And like today, back then it was astonishing. Now that is something I still to this day.” So then Summer, after hearing Betsy tell her what her daddy and her did, had to ask her the question. “Did my daddy you know, did he do anything with you mam? I mean sexually?” “Like what do you mean dear?” asked Betsy. “Did he have sexual intercourse with me?” “Yes mam,” Summer said. “Did you and he have sexual intercourse? Did he have sex with you at all? Huh, did he mam?” she asked again. “Ohhhhhh not. I’ll see you all in a little while. ‘K?”“Be a good son, little brother. I love you.”I fired up the truck and drove the familiar route to our neighborhood. The new house was progressing. It looked almost like a normal house in the neighborhood. The siding had been installed before snow came and the crews could work inside on all the finishing things. When they worked. It still seemed like they were taking their sweet time. It had been nine months and my parents were still renting Nan’s house. No. God knows! I know all about regret and sorrow after the act. Just ask me how I felt when I left some brothel in my bad days. And I know Molly. I still believe that she's a decent person at heart, so shame and regret are pretty likely if she's been driven to play these sort of games.Now that was the biggest fly in the ointment, that Molly was a decent person, and had shown no sign of any interest in these sort of games ever before. That just didn't fit with my theory.As I sat eating my fish and.