She came into the kitchen rubbing her eyes. She had clearly just woken up and the first words out of her mouth were... "Mr. Johnson, where's your ...athroom?" "Right down the hall, Katie, last door on you're left." "Thanks Mr. Johnson." "Oh hey Katie" said Steve "Once you're done in there come back for a second I have to ask you a quick question" "Alright...but who are you?" "My name's Steve honey now go and take care of your business and hurry back" "Steve, you. I can't let her do that, no matter how much I love her." I know, and I'm proud of you for that. I suppose when the time comes that I do something like that, you'll be the first to tell me that I'm out of line," she grinned."You won't know until it happens," I said, not looking at her.We had a terrific Christmas. Since Deb couldn't take any extra time off from her new job, we held it at Mom and Dad's home. We didn't get any argument from Sharon. She would be staying with John for the holidays. After I finished Anita's house on Saturday, Brad picked me up. "How would you like to be with Samantha? I'd like to have some time with Jordyn." How would we do that?" I'll work on it if you're happy to go along." I'd like to kiss her longer than before and see where that leads. Sure, let's try to switch."After we watched a sexy movie and had some of Brad's drinks, I watched Samantha take a load of clothes to the laundry room and followed her. "Hey, Samantha, I remember having a really fab time. Yes... I suppose she must be,“ said Quentin. He wondered what would happen now. Was this a serious offence? Most likely. Even so, he had to admit to himself it was a very understandable offence.„I would like you, Mr Osman,“ said Madame Vesta slowly, „to lay on a further twelve strokes. And this time, I want all of them across Melissa's buttocks.“ She paused, and almost smiled at him. „You have no objection?“„None,“ answered Quentin. Then, emboldened the situation, he spoke again. „I think she.