"Kathy, you had no way of knowing this would happen," he whispered to her."But I should have had the Secret Service equip them with bullet proof vests...like they did for me." We will do that in the future, whenever either of them goes out in public. We weren't prepared for that possibility this time, and the results were nearly tragic. I am sure that the Secret Service won't let that happen again." You, too." What do you mean, me too?" I want you to wear a bullet proof vest, too. I don't want. ”I reply, “Well, that’s fine with me. Now there’s only one thing missing.”The girls give me a puzzled look and I ask, “Where’s a Barcalounger for me?”Mira giggles and says, “Mr. Blaine, did you not see the one in your bedroom?”Jens adds, “Ben, we each have one.”I smile and say, “Hell, I might not want to ever leave this place.”Present – Samantha and Stacy – Stacy’s releaseBill and I made sure that Stacy’s release from the mental hospital wasn’t made public since I didn’t want my BFF to deal. All I asked was your silence and submission. What should I do with you?’He steps back and takes a towel, twists it into a whip, and cracks it just inches from her ass. She jumps with the sound of the crack. ‘You get a choice. One hard crack or ten medium cracks? Nod yes for one, no for ten.’She nods yes.He again twists the towel and wets the tip on the shower floor. He measures his stroke once and then unleashes the crack on her ass. Striking her on the left cheek, she jumps and he can hear her. Does that help answer your question?"I smiled, "I think it does. Mom likes you, and I can see why. Besides the killer bod."I blushed as she giggled. “You are adorable, Kels. I know quite a few girls and ladies that would love you. If you ever got that urge to find out.”She smiled as she took a long sip, watching for my reaction.I sat there, pondering it, "I'm good, thanks."We finished drinking our coffee, and I was about to get dressed when Mom walked in. She kissed me on the head, telling me.