"Miss Brock, are you in your menses?" Yes, Sir. I just started this morning, and I stopped and put on a clean pad just before coming in here. Is there...a problem?" Well, there might be. You know what we usually do after I have spanked you or whipped you when you have been a naughty girl." Mr. Dixon, a few weeks ago, my father painted the front porch on our house. We didn't have any problem going in or out, though, because we just used the back door for a couple of days."Ben smiled at the. Now we got onto the subject of her ex husband whom she was divorced from 5 years previous and started telling me that she hadnt been treated nice at all she seemed to get a little upset I didn't know what to do then she started telling me how she didn't have sex for the last 2 years of there relationship and not been intimate with a man not even so much as a cuddle for over 7 years. Now me still being young and naive didn't realise what she was doing so I went over to her hiding my tent it was. The cars had hollowed out seats that would take two kids sitting down or one kid on the seat and one adult who kept his feet in the car but had to sit on the top of the car behind the seat, as did the engineer in his gray and white striped hat. I would sit in the car and lean back against Daddy's legs, each of us pointing out things to each other.Then it was out for an ice cream and home for a bath. Not just any bath — a bubble bath. I got to play to my heart's content, then Daddy would come in. " She clenched her eyes tightly shut as if she could erase the scene from memory and make it cease to exist."If I am forced to put my clothes on, I swear to you that nothing -- absolutely nothing you could offer, no matter how far you crawled -- could obtain the release of these photographs. Do you quite understand?" Please?" she pleaded, looking at him once more in supplication. "Please..."Lord Medwell merely stroked his waiting cock and answered. "I'm waiting. On your hands and knees..