At lunch, I head to the house and Myra is at the door. She says, "Alex had to go to town for a new alternator for the tractor. He won't be home for lu...ch.” Then she grimaced and took a pace back. “Yuck! You smell like the barn, go down and shower. And wash your hair too. Leave all your clothes by the bed. I will wash them later. A clean set of clothes will be on the bed when you've showered."The basement, where I sleep, is a work in progress. There are framed walls with unpainted wall board for. So much. I reached up and pulled her to me. ‘It looks a lot worse than it felt. It wasn’t so bad. I just can’t have any MRI’s.’ She gave me a sad smile, ‘Just knowing and now seeing how you were hurt, it tears me apart.’ I held her face in my hands and looking into her eyes, said, ‘I love you Carol, more than I have loved anyone or anything else in my life. I have loved you since the first day I saw you in that homeroom class, so many years ago. I have never stopped loving you and I will never. She had a cell pic of me before i knew she was there, and having threatened to show it to mom/dad I really had no choice but to ask what she needed to ensure her silence. She started with an over the knee spanking on my bare ass. Well, she's a girl and younger than me, how bad could that be, right? She neglected to mention she intended to use a hairbrush. She didn't stop until i was sobbing and blubbering like a little girl. A few weeks later, again we were home alone and she invited me to her. ?I? I?m sorry Mistress; Iwas running late and completely forgot to go by the cleaners.? Our excepted lifestyle andmy sexual submission to her while at home had been perfectly understood fromthe outset, so there was little else for me to do except hurry in to greet herproperly by stripping out of my clothes immediately. Leaving the scattered pileof garments to one side of her chair, I dropped down to my knees in front ofher and submissively interlocked my fingers behind my head. She was eyeing.