She went up and brushed her teeth and washed her face. In her room, she begins picking out her cloths for tomorrow. Tom comes in as she is laying th...m over the back of her desk chair. She smiles brightly as he enters.“This look OK for tomorrow?” she asks about the denim skirt and ice blue, button down blouse.“That looks very pretty. You’ll have to take a bat with you to keep the boys away.” He teases her.“Oh dad!” she smirks, but smiles. After a brief pause with a little more thought, she. He needed release sometimes up to six times a day. There was no need to guess what side of the family he got his sex drive from. Masturbating in the comfort of his bed, in the privacy of his own room, he could imagine in peace the thing he loved to do most, not that it helped him to keep the monster down, under wraps. Thinking about her made him this way. Doing this to himself didn't help. But he didn't want help. He just wanted her.But alone he could picture sexual acts that some people. This made things easier on the women in the household.Paula said at that point, "It is good that they have recognized you swiftly as the Reverend's heir. My sisters in the convents and at the household will feel safer now".I wanted to get to know each 10th tier sister better, so over the next six days each 10th level sister spent about 4 hours alone with me. As you might expect, the four hours were more than just question and answer sessions. Each one wanted a good girl spanking. Clair's was. I didn't reduce that girl to tears, you did." Her voice was full of anger and choking with emotion, her eyes were streaming tears. She stood up and stormed from the room, heading for the front door.I caught up with her in the hall. I grabbed her arm, "Don't go..." Why not? So that you can find an argument that you can hang on me. I've heard it Chris. I know it Chris. And I don't need it, not anymore." Because... Because..."Because what? Because I loved her? Or needed time to say sorry? Or.