”“Mick. Can we please go?” Kendi pleaded.“I’ll see you later, Kendall,” her father told her.“It is a free country,” I said.“It is yo...r life,” Kendi replied.I opened her door for her and then I walked around and got in. She started the car and slowly pulled away.“AAAAAhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!” Kendi beat on the dashboard.“Feel better, Kendi?”“No! How dare he. Who the fuck does he think he is?”“He thinks he is your father, apparently.”“When we get home, we need to talk.”“First, that sounds like a good. Do you have anything to say for yourself?"Peter's mouth opened but no sound came out, his cock stiffened."Well,young man?" Helen again demanded."M-m-m-miss, I-I am sorry." You are going to be very sorry indeed. Take off your trousers and underpants".Peter did as he was told and Helen had to fight to suppress a smile when she saw his erection."You will bend over and touch your toes. I am going to give you twelve strokes of the cane."Peter obediently turned and bent over and Helen looked at his. "You may. But let Aunt Paula do all the work. Well, almost all. You just hold your penis out of the way. Good, yes, I think it gets hard just hearing me mention it." It felt good to laugh a little, she thought. To steel her mind she rehearsed the thoughts that had led her to this moment: she might have spared herself the anguish of performing these acts herself by sending Cal to an expert; well, Paula was an expert, but that was different - that was with grown men, worshippers who knew what. This includes closing the restaurant, the key to the restaurant, hiring, training, and firing of employees. Will also need your help in creating a new wine menu and other aspects of running the establishment. Works for you as well yes?"Eric nodded, folding up his copy of the papers and putting them into his pocket. "Sounds perfect boss, look forward to this. I can close up if you want to take off. Its been a long first day."John grinned and nodded, shaking the hand of his newest employee. He.