“Drag acts to slow the aircraft down” I said and by the front arrow I wrote the word Drag. “Weight pushes the aircraft down by gravity,” I con...inued and by the top arrow wrote Weight, “Thrust pushes the aircraft forward,” and I wrote Thrust by the back arrow “and finally Lift, pushing the aircraft up on pressure differential airflow.” and by the bottom arrow I wrote the word Lift. I handed the pen back to a silent Katy and returned to my chair with rather a smug grin on my face.“Very Good. Sweet and sharp and so close I can taste it, all centered at the aching nub beneath my fingertips.A hard thud against my ass pulls me out of my pleasure and back into the real world. The world where I’m just a toy for this man’s pleasure, entertainment for whoever he chooses to let watch. Where I’m punished for not being good enough at either. I rip my hand away from my pussy before the impact against my ass turns to pain, before I give him reason to hit me again.“One,” is all he says. I rock. She gave Auntie Sarah the silent treatment when she went down for meals and that really annoyed her. Poor old Jack got the rough end of that because he just needed to make a murmur at dinner and he went across her lap for an extra hard spanking. Auntie Sarah felt bad for doing that but probably just couldn’t help it as the frustration at not being able to spank her 19 year old daughter Holly really got to her. I went to Jack’s room afterwards and followed what had become a bit of a routine of. For the rest, dad stripped the engine right back to the basics. Cleaning up what was dirty, removing any rust that had occurred.That was when dad revealed his surprise to me. Knowing how I watched everything he had been doing, and wanted me to be a part of what he was doing. He had bought a broken down fifty cc dirt bike, in comparison it was going to be simple to reconstruct. It also meant I wouldn’t be tempted to tinker with his Harley.Now I was able to mimic what dad did in a much easier.