"Will you move your ruddy arse...for God's sake"Jesus Christ,does that woman ever shut the f*ck up? Whinge,whinge,whinge,every bloody day!"YESSSSSSS,I...m coming".Well fat chance of THAT...cumming I mean.Then,from nowhere this thought popped in me head...take 'em,use 'em later to wank over.WTF?! But know what...I did.I folded them up & quickly dashed to me bedroom.Where to hind them though? If mam found them...well it didn't take a genius to work out what would happen.AHAAAAAA,thought I,I'll put. I did thedishes while Emma went up to soak in the bath and get ready. I gave her ass a playful slap as she began toclimb the stairs and said “Sexy as you want tonight, hon!”“Hmmm ok then!” she replied. I wondered if she would go for the blatantly slutty style she favoured forFriday nights. I hoped that she would. When I finished the dishes I took her up a glass of white wine. “Oh, soyou're trying to get me tipsy are you? I had a large glass with dinner you know! You're a very wicked man.And I. Sixty seconds earned him six strokes of the cane delivered firmly though without anger. They both knew that a point was being made. She picked up a crossword and settled down in an armchair. Asking his advice, discussing possible words and lashing him with her cane if she thought he was being less than helpful she slowly returned to her normal state. Ten minutes passed and she put the cane to one side: ten more minutes and she stood suddenly and complaining of the warmth in the room proceeded. . and he was cute. I mentioned to Susie that he asked me to see if any of the students were willing to pull the weeds out of one of the raised beds, so we could get started with planting on Monday."Can I help? Please? Please?" Sure," I said. "Let's ask in class tomorrow and see if anyone wants to give you a hand."The next day, I realized I wouldn't have difficulty finding volunteers, as all the hands raised at once. With all those helpers, we were able to clear the weeds during lunch that day..