My wife got in a few good ones and now Vonna had no shirt and she wasn’t wearing a bra at the time. The girls were all over the living room floor an... my wife, with one final effort managed to rip Vonna’s shorts off leaving both girls in just their panties. My wife was showing signs of exhaustion, but Vonna was still going at it. Vonna got Debbie on her back and was kneeling on both my wife’s upper arms which were over her head. Vonna grabbed my wife’s ankles and pulled them up beside her. "Errr....!"I stared at the pastel yellow nylonette in the box."But? But, I don't understand. This is a girls nightie," I stuttered.My stomach seemed to drop down into my feet. Was this the beginning ofwhat I had been dreading?"What's not to understand? I thought you'd look pretty in it?" But it's a girl's nightie..." I persisted. Lucy smiled at mequizzically, a smile playing about her lips."Surely it must be for you!" Don't be silly, since when have you seen me wearing something likethat?"I. What was right in the story was also right in real life. Added to that Jenny knew that as well as fantasising about being in a detention held by Samantha she had also pictured herself bending across her lap for a spanking or even bending over for the cane. Not that she had ever been spanked or caned at school herself but she had often wondered what it might have been like. She had never even been smacked at school nor at home. She didn’t quite know why she had fantasised about being. Albright," Devon managed to say, somewhat embarrassed by their genuine kindness.Ella walked behind her guest, placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned close to his ear, "Mom, Devon. You should call me mom. It makes me feel special." Yeah, of course," the boy replied. "Thanks, Mom." That's more like it," she said, pivoting to slide into the seat next to Devon. As she did her breast brushed against the back of the boy's head, sending a chill down her spine. The event was accidental but not.