" Oh, God. I can never go home again." What's going to happen when they come here?" I said, stirring the pot."Why would they want to come here?" Lemme...ee," I closed my eyes, "The seventeen year old twins are thinking about college and who better to help guide them than their older, wiser, college attending brother." He was already looking at me with denial painted on hie face. "Stick with me on this." I said."They arrive in town in their birthday present, a 1957 Bel Air convertible ... it's. He seemed gracious but was seasoned at being sought-after. His sister Brooke, was the more aggressive flirter and she seemed to really enjoy chatting up lots of guys. As the evening wore on, I made my way up to Ricky, introduced myself, reminded him of where we had met before, and attempted to make lively conversation. He was friendly but not flirtatious. He looked me in the eyes, without casting glances down to my bust. So his eye-contact with me was classy but it did not bode well for my. He turns to me and says “whaddya say to catching a movie?” My nervous “sure” came right after my heart had skipped a beat and a felt a stirring in my pants. I knew the kind of movies they showed in there and my cock tingled with the anticipation of an orgasm somehow or another. In those days admission was $5 per person and my dad plunked down a ten at the window. The old guy looked at dad, cut his eyes to me, and then went back to dad. I was young looking and he had to have wondered if I was. Jenny loved the humiliating position she was in and the control that Olivia had over her and it was just as she had fantasied for so long. In fact, the feeling of humiliation and submission was better then she thought it would be. The spanking itself was hurting more and more as each spank landed, but she hoped that afterwards, she would get the feelings of arousal she always felt when masturbating fantasising about being spanked. Time would tell on that though, she told herself as the stinging.