.. I miss being... in physical contact." Okaaaay. So like partying and--" No, like... I miss the physicality"."What, like sports? I didn't think you w...re really into spor--" cut off again. I was still so confused. "No!" He said, clearly getting frustrated. "I miss... I miss..." What Jay?!" I questioned. "Spit it out!" I miss their cocks!" He blurted.Wait. What? What the fuck did my son just say to me? That was my only thought. I was stunned into silence. He put his face into his hands,. That thought led Lucy down the road of considering how she would react to being caned at her age. It wasn’t so outlandish she supposed. After all Georgina had definitely said about caning one of the girls. Maybe she was referring to Rebecca? Still deep in thought, Lucy made her way to her position at the side of the stage and waited for the curtain to be raised and for the show to start. She could not get the cane lines off her mind though. Rebecca hadn’t seemed so concerned about them but she. “No peeking, you sly little snoop,” she jokedwith her little girl as noel blushed and they bothgiggled.As Lorie walked around the car she felt pangs of guiltagain, she knew Santa was never going to bring thedolly Noel really wanted. It was far too expensive forher pocket book, so she had to settle for thisdiscarded doll from a friend’s child. At least thelittle brat had so many she hardly played with thisone, and considering they still had the original box,if she stayed up. Her nipples were perched nicely, as the contour of her breasts curved gracefully.The light from the window cast a soft shadow, highlighting the sweetness between her breasts.I often lingered, to kiss her there, to breathe in the scent of her body.The increasing light coming from the window; illuminated the tiny, soft, 'baby hairs', that covered her body. Those few on her breasts and belly, were normally invisible.Yet, they carried the electricity of her sex, to every part of her passion.I could.