Believing in our lawyer's prowess against the IRS was a little like believing in Santa Claus. Still, we both desperately wanted to believe. Or, perhap..., if not believe, procrastinate on the doubt for a little longer...Constance raised her arms, as I poured soap over my hands and started to spread it over her body. I could never stop marveling at her beauty. Raven hair framed a porcelain frame, with small breasts, long pointed nipples, and a set of legs and an ass that could make a vampire. She had to admit that, whilst it really did hurt, the feeling of submission and humiliation was still turning her on. It wasn’t the flutters flying around her vagina but the thought of being spanked by a teenager and so a girl so much younger than herself. Not just that, she realised, but as she had feelings of attraction towards Emma she was also looking on this as, potentially, foreplay to making out. She didn’t actually expect to make out with Emma, because she didn’t think that Emma would. Jeremiah was perceptive and saw instantly that there was a mountain of pain at the core of this gunslinger."I will just stay here, Millie. You go and talk to the child."The tiny woman looked confused and started to ask where the girl was, but Shaylee beat her to it and said, "The first room there on the right."Millie nodded and disappeared into the room. Ten minutes later she exited the room crying and ran to Jeremiah. Without a word the big man swept the distraught woman up into his arms, he. Betty discovered that the two of them had been to the cinema together on a couple of occasions over the last four months. There was no reason that she could see to release Anthea's secret to anyone else.In the meanwhile Barbara and Hank continued to enjoy their relationship. It seemed that no one else was aware of it and they were more than happy with that. They did not want inquisitiveness or arch remarks."Was I not good enough for you that you had to go off with Deirdre?" Barbara teased him.