" You'd better not hope that's the case," Nicole says, her smilereturning to her face. "Remember, we're meeting with Suriya's balletinstructor tonight... You'll HAVE to wear a leotard to that!" I can't helpbut smile as we head off to lunch, Suriya talking excitedly about hernew ballet class.At lunch, we meet up with Priya and Megan, and Priya joins in with heryounger sister's enthusiastic tales about their ballet lessons. Megan,however, seems miserable."What's up, Megan?" I ask. "You seem. We were so involved at that moment in time that we hadn't heard the front door open up and our father shouting "im early want to go to the cineMA!!!!" me and my s*s both bolted for the stairs when he said "stop its too late" and we stopped and he said calmly to sit down.After a long painful silence our father spoke saying "how long has this been going on for k**s?" and I answered "4 years". The look on our fathers face was one of dissapointment and surprise but not as much as when our father. A second and a third spank and my confusion started. I wanted you to stop, but I didn't want you to stop. I could feel my pussy getting wetter with each spank.I felt your hand rub my bottom softly and your command, "Open your legs baby girl."I hesitated just long enough and you swatted my bottom again. I moaned and squirmed a little but complied, spreading my legs, embarrassed at how wet I had become. You asked, "Are you enjoying being spanked?” My immediate response was, "No."You swatted me. " He reaches up and pulls on the lanyard for the air horn. There is an ear splitting blast of sound. Suddenly the doors fly open and people stream out to stand and stare. Jan comes charging out of the cafe, tossing her apron aside as she runs. Glen barely has time to step down out of the truck when the little five foot one dynamo barely weighing a hundred ten pounds grabs him, her arms around his waist, her eyes filled with tears. "Damn you bro, you're supposed to call me before you get here. I.