She opened the barn door and ushered us inside. Once there, we both gasped. Erin’s petite frame was draped over a sawhorse, arms and legs tied down ...nd her stomach resting on the horizontal bar. Her backside was a deep shade of crimson and small welts covered the insides of her thighs. We were staring directly at her bum, and from her awkward position, she was unable to look at us. “Have you learned your lesson, Erin?” Our landlady asked rather loudly. “Yes, Bridget!” Erin’s voice sounded. "All right," Zoe said again, her mother's words echoing in her head: 'Youare not normal teenagers.' No, they definitely were not. "I won't tellanyone until you're ready to." She thought some more, wondering if theycould possibly keep the relationship they had with a child in the house,and then she recalled something else. "Oh. Now I know why you'd asked himthat question that one time. Hey, Ricky, do you remember when she askedyou about how children should be exposed to different lifestyles?"The. They were half-covered in pasta but they didn’t seem to mind. We managed to get stark naked by the time they both fell to the floor, shrieking and cursing at each other. We walked over to the catfight. Roger managed to reach under his wife’s dress and pull off her thong. Andrea took advantage of the move to lift Lucy’s dress from behind and push it over her waist. Lucy’s rather large ass was staring Roger and I in the face. Andrea turned to face us and put one arm around Lucy’s large waist and. She stiffled a tear as he got up but she understood. After she left she looked into the pond and saw only her own reflection. The following summer a new Prince came to the castle. Eager for her to marry and start a family her father left them alone often. When they were together he was rude, and often ignored her. Sometimes he would look at her and in his eyes she saw a wild fury mixed with untamed lust. She was scared of him, but he hadn’t hurt her yet. He came to her room one night and asked.