My expression must have been equally priceless to her. Frankly, I didn'tknow what to think, or feel. Grace is beautiful no matter what shewears, but...as with most truly beautiful women, Grace was adept atcreating a variety of looks depending upon the clothes she wore and howshe assembled them.Grace was wearing my jeans - and they looked, in my opinion, much betteron her than they had on me. She even wore the same belt I'd worn. Shehad on a pair of red lizard skin six-inch high heels which,. Her mind still thought this when a mouth forced its way onto hers. She responded and the felt hands behind her fondling and groping her ass cheeks. She realised almost instantly that this was not the man kissing her and broke the kiss to turn her head and kiss the second man. She recognised Richard, tomorrow’s best man, instantly and wondered if he knew what James had done or if he thought that these were just five very special and very talented whores.She felt her dress lifted as Richard’s. "No," Dana said surprising them both. "Ray I want you to hear about it. I want the story to be real. Mom is whitewashing my father's behaviour. For your benefit or mine. I don't know." What is this whitewashing that you are talking about?" Janet fired back."My father abandoned us. He walked away. He went looking for a job and never came back. He was taken? By whom? Aliens?" It hurt him to leave us. It hurt him to walk away. I know it did. I thought you would know that." Why would I know that?". She then dried me off with a fluffy pink towel.Without any warning at all, Mandi then took the paddle from her hip belt and started smacking me hard across my bare bottom.I screamed into my gag, caught off guard by the viciousness and stinging pain from her blows. Why was she doing this! What did I do wrong?!I was sobbing like a baby now, utterly defenseless against this spanking."Well there, looks like I've got your attention now" she said mockingly, "I just wanted to give you a little taste.