Amanda has received no punishment at all in the last month, while I have have only received the occasional well smacked bare upper thighs, all well d...served. However even though my conduct is improving Aunty Betty always reminds me that a good taste of her strap is still on the cards if I regress.I have been sharing Amanda's bed from day one and she has become quite a tigress. Even though she is very good at pleasing me, I still prefer boys and have been secretly meeting my boyfriend Peter. The date went well, Katie telling me about herself. She had a daughter, Molly. The dad had never been around, so it was just the two of them. They had a pretty happy life, but Katie was lonely. She didn't date much and the few men she found got scared off when they got intimate."Why is that", I asked, very wary of this woman, wondering if I should make and excuse and leave right then. Boy, am I glad I didn't. "Well, when I tell them about the things I like in bed, it seems to scare them off",. It was only then I could see her beautiful blue eyes looking back at me and a strange smile crossed her face. "You’re not John Stone." She returned harshly, "Not the John Stone I remember. He wouldn't have those people downstairs in his house, let alone suggest that we go back to them!" She moved closer to me and the light of the moon caught her face fully. Not only was she beautiful with her high check bones and full lips I recognized her. "Jane?" I questioned."Yes, John." She answered and a. I took my hunting knife and cut the bra and removed the cups from her delicious looking breasts, kissing her throat and now down to her chest. Her ample bosoms sagged to each side. While she was tanned, it was more of a glow, the creamy whiteness of her breasts revealing that it was a natural tan gained while wearing one of her many sexy bikinis. Her breasts rose like pale orbs of the rising moon, perfect in proportion and texture, capped by pink nipples that accented the elegance of her proud.