Maria was still debating with her mum about getting a puppy. We settled the discussion, by me promising that I would buy her the pet, but Maria would ...ave full responsibility for it.We spent a few hours with my father. He was recovering well. We took him to the hospital garden. Where he had his kebab, with a Keo beer, a friend of his smuggled into the hospital. Surprising all of us, as he never drinks. “Jesus, it’s only a beer,” he said with a smirk on his face.It was just after nine when we. She denied him the respect and loyalty that were supposed to come with a marriage. So he moved on. Later his second wife that he gave his life to showed him he was always second to her goals. She let him believe he was never right and his decisions were never honored. She emasculated him and showed him he had less worth than the bottle she had turned to. He became a non-person and felt himself fade away. So he moved on. Now he put pieces of his soul on paper and sent them to his publisher for. "Do you have that scanner," he asked."Yeah," I said."Get it and do just what I say," he demanded."Okay, I have it," I said. I made it clear I didn't approve of his attitude with the sigh."Are you where you can see the screen well?" he asked."Yes what do you want me to do?" I asked shortly."Hold on I have the directions. Push the button marked menu," he said.I did it then said, "Okay." I followed his steps till I got a note on screen that read push F1 to acquire. "It says just what you said it. She asked if I would thrash her hands as she had been dreaming of this moment for so long. Jane wanted three stinging strokes on each palm, just like when being caned at school. She told me I was to continue even if she cried, pleaded, begging me to stop. Then added that she often fantasised about this moment even while being fucked.I kissed Jane passionately on the lips, forcing my tongue into her mouth, which she eagerly welcomed. My fingers entered her throbbing pussy as my thumb found her.