.. it is Tuesday. So what's the matter? You bored? Want to watch the game with me?" Uh-huh. I'm sorta bored. Um ... Uncle Tim?" Yes?" I bet you can't ...ake me say 'uncle'." Umm, gee Honey. Are you sure?" What, afraid you can't do it?" Well, no, of course I can do it. I can always make you say 'uncle'." Don't be so sure. I was just surprised last time. You pulled a fast one, Uncle Tim, and caught me by surprise, so I freaked and gave up. I'm prepared for your trickery now. But..." But what,. I return with a blind fold so you’ll not know what’s next. All you can do is listen to my movements. You hear the ice rustling in a cup. The sound of something leather hit the wooden table near by. The feather is a surprise since it can’t be heard. The feeling of the softness rolls over your body from head to toe. I take it up one side, and down the other. You giggle, and wiggle from the ticklish torture. But your body wants so much more. A small hand held whip with a few leather straps trails. Marlene apparently made a joke about how she wanted Juan to give her a spanking over his knee and find out herself and they laughed but Victoria just sulked in the corner and held her rosy red bottom and pouted. She agreed to wear whatever her mother wanted after that.Apparently, the fight over the last remaining swimsuit had been the catalyst to all of this. Somebody suggested that they all wear the exact same outfit and that would prevent any jealousy or any rude comments. My mom opted that. .. well before there was no turning back I suppose. With a final tussle of emotions I had made up my mind. I responded by undressing in front of him, slowly exposing my nakedness to this man. In an undignified heap on the floor I had discarded my shirt, jeans and shoes. I hesitated just slightly before slowly pulling my boxers down, releasing my now hard cock to Brian's expectant gaze. I bent down to remove my socks, but he halted me. “Leave them on” he ordered. I stood up ready to be.