But all the discoveries I’d been making on my business trips must have emboldened me a bit. And anyways, I was really horny. Why not? I thought, as ... opened the door and stepped in. Let’s see what this is like. There was a long stairway up from the street, and at the top something more like a reception room than I was expecting. A slim, attractive twink at the desk, with spiked blond hair and glitter on his cheekbones greeted me with a smile, quickly evaluated me as someone who was new here,. I thought nothing of staying out for a drink with the girls and leaving the family to fend for themselves. That night when I walked in the door, the k**s were fed and put to bed, the house was tidy and my husband was waiting for me on the sofa. He asked me where I had been and when I told him, he promptly took me across his knees. I laughed at first- I thought he was k**ding. But then down came my jeans and undies. My full bottom was bouncing under his hand in no time. I squealed and yelled at. .. do twenty jumping jacks?"Abbie stood up and began to jump up and down. "What's the big deal? It's just exercise! Everyone should exercise more." What if I asked you to ... dump your coffee on the floor, and then use your sweater to clean it up?"Abbie looked at Jake, shrugged, and then poured her coffee on the floor. "Seems kind of a waste of time, coffee, and maybe even my sweater. But what the heck, I'll do it!" She unbuttoned her cardigan and then crawled on the floor to mop up the spilled. I’d been laying on my bed worried sick about everything that was happening but still too cowardly to get dressed even though Tahlia, Denny and Flea had left with Carly over an hour ago. I edged while I lay there trying to convince myself to do as Mistress Denny says and to trust them. Trust these teenaged criminals that had infiltrated not only my life, which I had admittedly invited them in to, but also infiltrated the lives of my daughter and my husband as well as our bank accounts and.