John as usual just had to shrug off her attitude, one day, he thought, he would snap at her endless selfishness and give her the spanking that she des...rved.For now though he played the unwritten game that passed between them both, it had been lightly raining but Laura's blouse was soaked through and he could clearly see her nipples pushing onto the fabric. Once again she had put on her uniform and was braless."Come on Laura, buckle up. I want to get the dogs walked before it really buckets. "Very nice. How do you like Italy?" We love it," she said."It's very beautiful. Venice is the most beautiful city in the world."I couldn't argue. It was indeed very beautiful.I wondered if he would have a problem with lesbians. I put my arm around Lauren and leaned close. I bent my head back and peered at him. He gave me a grin. He leaned into the oar, rowing with strong, smooth motions. His body was lean. His face was nice."How long will you be in Venice?" he asked."A couple days," I said."Oh?. "Do you think I'm beautiful?" she purred, my eyes locked on the cum-matted fur of her pussy. "You are goddamn gorgeous, sweetness!" I howled. "Why don't you come on over here and let me get a good look at you."She laughed, licking her finger, then she rubbed her pierced right nipple surrounded by the tattoo of a silver, seven pointed star. Her eyes fluttered, and a soft moan escaped her lip. Her pink tongue flicked out, her hips shifted, and her other hand trailed down her body, going for that. "What? Are you crazy? I'm nineteen. I don't get spanked." Well, then, you should have acted your age. Now go, before I FAX this to your father's office," I threatened him.He stood there in shock, frozen and in disbelief about what I had just told him. I pointed to the door to the garage. "Go! Now!" He knew he didn't have any options."Oh, my God. You are crazy," he said as he marched to the door and threw it open.My heart was racing as I quickly went upstairs to our bedroom and found the drawer.