Latoya introduced Dazhawn as her boyfriend and said that she was moving in with him.Her mother immediately sized up this large sexy Black man and ever...thing she saw screamed pimp. “Her daughter was not only a slut like her mother, she was now a hoe with a Black pimp. Should she stop it? How could she stop it? Her daughter was a slut and wanted to be a hoe. Besides, her daughter had been a burden for 14 years. Now that she was leaving, she could finally lead the life that she wanted!”Laura. She was so apologetic when she arrived that Ruth knew this girl’s bottom was going to be a regular sight across her lap. Liz though was the business opportunity. Ruth kept looking across at her and made it clear from her looks that the two of them must have a chat. Ruth kept spanking Hannah with the strap until her bottom was more than adequately red. A crying Hannah was told to stand up and face her disciplinarian and without asking rubbed her bottom. Ruth didn’t tell her to stop. This need to. "Thanks Sammi," I added, looking up at her reflection in the mirror."No problem!" she said with a smile. She began to fade in the mirror, my own reflection slowly replacing hers."Oh! By the way. Nice package!" a faint giggle sounded in my head, and I shook it, wondering if I was still groggy from sleep, or whether that had just happened.Whether it had happened for real or not, my subconscious must have bought it, because I slept like a baby the rest of the night and slept in until almost. ‘Oh, it did,’ I said as a nodded in a mock smug way. ‘And our initiation to the Mile High Club. In a private jet. And not in the bathroom.’ Greta’s mouth locked wide open. Nothing came out until she said, ‘Now you’re lying!’ ‘Not at all,’ I said. ‘After all these years, have I ever lied to you?’ ‘Now I can understand why you’d go catting around with a married man,’ she said. ‘You know it’s more than that,’ I said. ‘There’s something about being with him that’s so much fun. So uplifting. He’s.