”Brad looked at her confused, he had never thought about hitting his mother. “I can’t spank you mom.” “Don’t look so worried” Vicki said... “If, I didn’t want this I wouldn’t have let you be my master.”Brad took the paddle reluctantly not knowing how to spank his mother. Vicki walked over to the ottoman, got down on all fours over the ottoman with her ass in the air gripping the legs on the far side she looked back at Brad. Brad slowly walked over to her, looked at that wonderful ass, and with. I am not. At times I do look this plain and terribly ugly in the mirrors and photos—I cringe away from giant mirrors that make me look rather irregular and foreign, and at other times, I am this lovely and adorable. I don’t get. How does beauty behave? Do we have it in one moment and then in another second it slips away just like that? That is what it seems like. ***Flashback*** ‘Mommy, am I beautiful?’ ‘Yes, sweetheart, you are!’ ‘Then why don’t you allow me to go out on dates with boys I like. She was the smallest and least likely to intimidate an innocent but alarmed occupant. She lowered her hood, removed her knit hat and ski mask, and stuffed them in her pocket along with her right glove to leave her trigger finger free. With her braided hair high on her head, she looked small and vulnerable.Rachel and I were slightly behind and to either side. Any bad reaction, and Cathleen was to drop to the ground so we could respond as needed.Cathleen stepped to the door and used the door. "Of course, I would." We can either diddle the teams around and let you run in the five-dog, or you can run the seven-dog," Mike suggested."Whatever you guys decide," Josh said.Mark smiled. He knew Josh had taken some ribbing at school from letting the ten-year-old girl beat him in the race the previous weekend. Maybe this would make it up to him. "How about if we pick up where we left off last weekend, with five dogs, and let you run the seven-dog?" Fine with me," he smiled."You ladies like to.