” I was dumbfounded, not understanding why? I had been with my wife for 9 years. We had gone out together for 1 year before we were married. She was...the only Girl that I ever slept with. There had never been anyone else for me.It was after my wife, daughter, son and the moving van left that several friends arrived and helped me through that very difficult time. Work gave me leave, to help me through and which allowed me to buy some furniture, as I said she had taken everything. I was heart. She had no intention of telling Diane about what her daughter had been up to. Nor had she had any intention of letting her get away with it without having her bare bottom warmed.“Ssshhh, Sweetie. Auntie Pauline won’t tell your mum about this. It can remain our little secret as long as you promise me that it stops now.” Pauline let Zofeya’s hand go and turned her attention to stroking the girl’s long, dark hair with her right hand.“I will. Auntie Pauline. No more spanking.” Zofeya Caldwell could. " The bartender came over. "I'll have a vodka on rocks," she said. Then she looked at me and waited. I was on my own."A doub..." My voice was much too high. I lowered it a little, and decided to try gentle and breathy too. "A double vodka on the rocks, please." The bartender turned away."Not bad, dear," my wife said, amused. "A little like Jackie Kennedy, but not at all bad. There are worse models. Now, see how many firsts already? You've been called a lady, you're out and passing with over. Do you have a lighter?’ Julie had a lighter, so we were soon able to see. It wasn’t a very big room, maybe the size of a small office, with an enclosed, musty smell to it. There wasn’t very much to see inside, except for a small stand with a thick book laying on it. Next to the book was an old-fashioned oil lantern. When Julie attempted to light the lantern, it actually worked, and it illuminated the small room surprisingly well. I was already beginning to have my suspicions about the book, and.