” I decided the truth was best “Yes I do, I just try not to let you see me looking..and besides, you never wear stuff like that in front of me,”... talking about the boy shorts. To my amazement she stood up and start pulling down her pants, she had nothing but a tight g-string thong underneath. “What about now?” she asked, as she turned around, stuck her ass out and began wiggling it like a stripper. I couldn’t help myself, I reached out and slapped her ass hard. She just grasped the wall and. It was shortly after that when he started hitting me too." Hold on a minute," I said. I went into the kitchen and brought us both back a soda.When I had set back down, Sam went on. "He had me so confused I didn't know what to do. One minute he'd be hugging me and rubbing my back and telling me what a good girl I was. The next minute he'd be slapping me and calling me a slut or worse. I tried to talk to mom about it, but she said he was under a lot of stress because he had lost his job."I. This time she was determined to win.The last part of her though, was plagued by a growing fear. What if she did lose? The stakes were high. Her daughter Kassandra was a submissive to her but only barely, the dynamics changing in the past couple of months. She'd noticed her daughter becoming more aggressive and seemed to have white girls coming over more often now and not just to hang out (which became pretty clear the other day when she overheard her daughter demanding of someone, 'Beg to eat. She didn't nag Frank when he brought that sleazy hotel managerhome. How she wished she had. She told him he shouldn't trust that man,but left it at that. Every client she met after that seemed worse untilthe police finally arrested Frank for drug trafficking. When she sawChris hanging out with the same types of people, she would nag.Already worn out after a hard day, she slipped off her shoes and walkedover to the fridge. After a moment's thought she pulled out one frozendinner. She doubted.