The rest of us put on the combat vests as well as the ones stuffed with cork in case they fell overboard. The weapons were put on the seats because we...needed our backs to row. The night was darker than usual because it was overcast.When it got dark enough, we rowed like hell and tried to keep the Scors between us and the pirate. Soon an old sail stained black went past us and we waited. We had two night vision glasses but we wanted to save the power for when it was needed.The pirate had gone by. Miss Johnson was struggling more and more as the spanks landed with the hairbrush. She was even getting to the point of thinking that it was hurting so much that she might force herself up and then just threaten Emma with expulsion again. However, she managed to override that thought and remind herself about the girls who she spanked at college but who ended up going to the toilets to masturbate. She knew that she was thinking more like that than she ever expected to, and told herself that she. But presentable.“This is mine?” Mandy asked, Bill hovering over her shoulder.“Manny woom,” Elise repeated.“Your kid sister says so,” Bill answered.Mandy looked down. Elise looked up at her. Mandy extended a hand towards Elise. Elise took it.“Big sisser,” she announced. “Manny MY big sisser.”“You have a fan, Mandy,” Bill said.Now I remember being a kid that age myself, and I remember some of the feelings that might go along with having a toddler attach herself to me. I wondered what Mandy’s. Shadow lay awake, content and filled with the satisfaction of a very good coupling with her man. She kept as much of her bare skin pressed against his back and buttocks as she could. She did it not just for the warmth, but because she liked being close to him. Ever since the joining ceremony she had felt so happy and complete. She was anxious to produce a child so that Stick could complete the dream that he had confided to her. Stick wanted to show everyone that he could produce children whose.