She confided that she felt a bit uncomfortable asking her mother to punish her at her age. “That’s easy!” said her mother, “What if you don�...t have to ask?” Sophie looked puzzled. “I don’t understand?” “What if you don’t have to ask me?” repeated her mother “What if I decide when you need to be punished?” Sophie loved her mother. She had the knack of making any problem no matter how awkward or worrying just go away. “You mean…” “Yes, you give me disciplinary control again and you won’t. But she was cool.She- I am a doctor. I know better.I didn’t say anything and started to move. She also moved. I was a little tense.She- Am I bothering you? You are looking unhappy to drop me.Me- No no, it’s ok.She was also carrying a bag in her hand.Me- What’s in this bag?She- Actually, dinner is also there. Sometimes the dress gets spoiled by someone. So I am taking an extra dress if needed.Me-Ok, you are intelligent.Then we reached the car and I started driving. Now her side boob was seen to. She had almostbeen ready to start shaking Jane. She knew that."Jane," Amie said deliberately. "Get changed back, and we'll go hide inthe toilet somewhere until things turn back."There was no hesitation. Jane stepped forwards.Hank stood amazed. He'd left the two alone then ducked back in to listento what they were going to do. He was damn sure that the two of themweren't going to tear his club apart, just because they wanted to do thenasty. If they wanted that then fine, but they had to do. On my first day, I arrived early in some baggy jeans and an old sweater, my neighbour Carla, showed where everything was, handed me a list of chores and waved goodbye as she left for work. I got started cleaning the bathrooms and kitchen, then began to work my way down the list of chores.By midday, I had cleaned most of the house and was nearing the bottom of the list, dusting and hoovering the spare bedroom when I knocked the vacuum against a large wardrobe. The door swung open, revealing a.