Thehome was nice and welcoming and the atmospere had somewhat of a mysterious vibetonight, Catherine looked at herself in the mirror. "youre gonna end...upbound, gagged and on the floor helpless." She said "And you're gonnalove every minute of it aren't you slut." She clamped her hands next toher tush and stuck her tits out and presented them to herself, she followedthis with a few body stretches followed by a deep breath. That can come later,first she wanted to take a nice warm shower to relax. I’ve been thinking of you all day and I do not want to make love to you. Nor do I want you to make love to me. I want us to make sweet love to each other…together. Let’s make slow, soft, sweet love. I am imagining you lying beside me in the bunk made for one. Being crowded in the bunk just adds to the building passion of the night. The truck motor is idling and that creates a throbbing sensation that carries through to our bodies. The radio is playing some love songs. The night is ours to. I hadgraduated from high school a couple years before and had gone on to alocal college where I received a degree in accounting. I had parlayedthat degree into a job working for the county's Department of Tourismand Economic Development. It was my job to do statistical analysis onvarious projects the county and my department had going.Like any winter day in the northeast, the roads were slick, yet heavilysalted with fresh snow falling all through the day. I had planned ontaking a half-day. She was still quite livid in fact. Tense. She knew though that she would calm down once she had taught her daughter a good hard lesson across her lap. She always found the physical exertion a calming factor. “What, you still spank her? At 22? She’s been to University and all, but you still spank her? Wow?” “Of course. Well, I say of course, but it wasn’t quite like that. When she came back home she just thought she would be as free as she was when living away from home. She got quite snappy in.