Given the chance, she’d go through it again if it would mean saving her mother. How many years Cloud had lived with the abuse her stepfather had de...lt out, she didn’t quite remember. But she did remember, clear as day, when this picture had been taken. It had been a day of both good and bad memories. Things she cherished in her heart. It had been that day that her stepfather had begun the years of abuse that had changed her life forever. That part, was almost forgotten, but the rest… It had. “I did, she certainly looked like she was enjoying herself.”“I was, it was awesome.” I replied.“Good,” Steve replied, “you now have the choice of prison or a spanking. Which do you want first?”“What!?” I said, “You’re going to spank us?”“No I am not, I have a nice little machine that will do it for me.”“Interesting.” I replied.““Tell you what girls, one of you can go to prison whilst the other gets spanked.”“Okay, I guess,” I replied. “so which of us is going to which first?”“Toss a coin fot. ? ?Well well, what have we here? I laugh? Pretty little red thong panties?? Hmmmmmm. Nice. By now my little Stacy is crying her eyes out and it’s starting to annoy me. So I go to the van to retrieve my ?luggage ?. My luggage as I call it is in fact a large foot locker chocked full or all manner of S&M toys, vibrators, hand cuffs, nipple clamps, whips and just about anything you can name or need to inflict joy. This is my passion, my joy, my every thing. Home mom and apple pie my ass. Give me. Your shiny, silken hair is tied in dog-ears on either side of your head. The fingers of your right hand are twirling one of them shyly. You are, without a doubt, the sexiest naughty school girl I have ever seen. Surely your skirts weren't that short back in high school. I quickly glance at the calendar on my desk. No, it is not Halloween. How could you have known that this has always been one of my fantasies? I have never written this one down. What the hell, I'll play along. "Uh, Yes?" In your.