My bottom was sore from thespanking and felt so warm from the wetness held in by the panty girdle.After the long days events I would quickly fall into...a deep sleep.Accompanied only by the pretty waterfall sounds feeding through my ears.I woke up early the next morning with my ass burning and itching. Mydiaper was soaked and I was almost in tears. "Gayle, I need to get up nowOK," I yelled out. But I got no reply. I tried again a few minutes laterand still no answer."Please Mummy Gayle," I called. Ik Peter" said Tanja and looked down at my gift box and then smiling at Nina. I took the box and took Cava'en up. "Well damn, let us know. Do you have glass Nina? ", Looked over at her, now had leaned back in the big leather chair as her small chest bulging nice. "In the kitchen, will you pick them up?" She said. I got up, went out into the funky kitchen, took three flutes glass up, yes it's called a sleek champagne glass goblets. Trotted back and saw that Nina and Tanja had been in the big. 01byaznaked©My name is Kacie. I know. It is a curtsey way of spelling but my mother came up with it. My "situation" started when I was 17 years old. My mother died in a car accident. Ironically for a heavy drinker, she was sober but was a passenger in a car driven by a drunk friend. The friend survived but my mother did not. I had never known my real father and I'm not sure mother really did either. It could have been a casual encounter or a swinging party. Mike had been my stepfather for at. I could see her blond hair tumbling down her shoulders as you drew her dress down, and I felt both a rage and great sorrow to think that you would be embracing her with those arms that I wanted wrapped around me. I know she is a great girl, she won the spelling bee every year, and her father has that large farm. But you have my heart, and I do not wish to share your affections with another girl. Please don't think poorly of me; you must think I am a jealous and selfish person. After all, you.