Since you need to be humiliated for your punishment you will wear a pair of my pink cotton Victoria Secret brief style panties which you will wear thi... Friday when you attend court, so you can feel them hugging your naughty bottom while you make your court arguments to the judge. You can get the specified panties at the Galleria. That should suit our purpose for later at the Gingerbread House.Your sorry ass is already in for a blood blister spanking, so I would not disappoint me further by you. While my brother was goodenough or old enough to participate in tournaments, I sat on thesidelines making up songs and practicing my singing. I remember sharingmy interests with my family on the car ride home. I was about four orfive years old and had been working on a song for the 3 hours we were atmy brother's soccer tournament. They laughed. That laugh would haunt meuntil my dying day. After what they must have thought was some goodnatured teasing we got home and I vowed never to sing in. Pausing her writing, she held herself in position, certain he would get the picture. She heard him come down the hall and then stand there, most likely looking at her as she typed slowly.He saw the laptop, saw how she was laying, and didn’t say a word as she was finishing up. He came over, running his hand over her bottom, glancing at the laptop before he was behind her and she could not see.“After last night, all that happened, and in the grass, you are coming back for more? I guess this. New senor. From California.” He said the word California like it was a prized jewel he just got his hands on. “Yeah, my dad’s in the military. We... move a lot.” Jake said with regret. Military dad. Ouch. I would hate to have one of those. “Ben was just showing me around.” “The bell is about to ring.” A teacher announced as she walked by. This was our cue to stop the tea party and get to class. “See you around... Damien, right?” Jake questioned, his totally hot face twisted up in his.