I realized the day before that I could have dinner ready for whenAnnie came home. There was no sense her making dinner when I was sittingthere doing n...thing.I knew I wasn't a chef but I knew I could cook if I had too. I used tocook for myself when my mother had to work second shift. Besides how hardis it to broil a few steaks and bake a few potatoes. I also picked up abag of salad a few tomatoes cucumbers and some salad dressing.By the time I got home Ralph the handy man had already left. To. "Catherine turned red at the words. How dare this girl talk to her this way and especially about her daughter? She was about to say something when Linda continued."And to think, her mother was playing with her pussy the whole time she was being punished. That makes you more a slut than her. I'm going to enjoy spanking your ass." She teased her smilingly.Catherine was steaming but wet between her legs at her words."I suggest you go home right now young lady before I call your mother and tell her. Looking around the gazebo, I can see I am alone. Good, no one else took refuge in my hiding place. Leaning against the railing, I watch the rain come down in sheets. The visibility is close to zero and the opening to the gazebo is like a door of rain. The breeze kicks up and makes me shiver. I need to dry out my clothes a tad or I might catch a cold. Looking around once more and seeing that there is no one around and no one to see through the rain at me, I shimmy outta my skirt and shirt.. I sigh to myself as I turn over to gaze at him. He is all pleased and cheerful. Which, to me, by all likelihood and potential, is one comparatively and relatively good sign indeed.My inner vagina and womb does her blissful could-nine dance. I am so glad and relieved that she has done that. To me it is all a bitchin' capital and magnificent and symptom and indication that she is still animate and living. Yah! I love and adore it to the very hilt and drop. I really and completely do. I am not.