I struggled off his lap, got myself righted and my clothes twisted back into place just as Lettie stuck her head in the door. "What's going on?" she d...manded, all ten-year-old authority."Nothing!" I snapped back at her. "Don't you have something to do?"Oh, the look she gave me and her brother. Rolling her eyes, she went back to eating her apple and walked away.I stuck my finger in Brad's face. "You are this close!" I hissed at him and stomped away.I had liked being spanked. It was that fact,. It was embarrassing, but also caused him some concern, was it always going to be like this, for the rest of his life.His father joked, “oh happy days, now I can retire, gracefully, in my dotage!”Liam hadn’t understood what was being said and so now was confused, but everyone else, at least the adults, laughed. Now he was confused to go with his shame, but this emotional roller-coaster day of his was just beginning.His cousin, Hayley came to his aid, if it could be called aid. She said, “oh, I. And Mr. Robinson (Mike), my s****r’s lover. He enjoyed to be called Mr. Robinson. He was 54 years old, I have never figured out his occupation, but he was artistic critic or something like that. I only knew that Joann and me never liked him, he was so repulsive sweet talker that was disgusting, when you talk to him you have feeling that he is trying to get into your asshole. He was 2 or 3 days absent during the week so we have free days without pain in the ass. I was spending my time at my work. The room was elegantly furnished, a queen-sized bed with fluffy pillows and a pink comforter against the wall. The carpet was white and soft.“Lay down,” Susana said to Claire.“Why are we here?” Claire asked. “Who is he? What’s going on?”“I said lay down,” she repeated.“No, I-”Susana grabbed her wrists and dragged her to the bed, she pinned her down to the bed. “I said lay down.”Claire was in shock, she hadn’t realized how strong this girl was.“Spread your legs.”For fear of violence, Claire.