It was ugly. Lady that sewed me up, Arabella, a red-headed black lady 'bout half your size, she wore out two needles and used up all the thread they h...d on my back, finally got a fiddle string to finish the job."Martha and Missy both laughed, and I wondered if I should have told them that the story was pretty close to the truth.Spring was coming to the Piedmont and the sandy Coastal Plain, and it is likely that no one was happier to see it than I was. It reminded me of home and of a plump girl. ‘’OH HELL DARLA…YOU’RE SO FUCKING TIGHT!’’ He screamed. His nails scraped down the cheeks of her firm ass as he pulled her onto his pulsating tool. She arched her back and pushed down onto his throbbing cock, groaning as he sank deeper inside her than before. She was biting her lip to keep from screaming as he stretched her wide and made her body twitch with delight. His hips were slamming against her as he sank between her wet folds, he groaned as her hot, wet pussy gripped onto his hard meat.. I am just here to rob your place ofemployment and that?s all so calm down.? He knew it was a lie but who cared. Hewas in control now and he held all the cards. Truth was whatever he determinedit to be and only to the extent that it served his purposes here right now.Stepping forward he pushed all three girls to the counter and brought theblonde around to the front as well. ?I want you ladies to very slowly turnaround and face the wall and put your hands behind your backs?. They turnedgazing. This went on every year until I hit puberty then things changed and on Spanksgiving day she said that I was too big to go over her knees and that she was changing the game as she called it she told me to go into her bedroom and take off my clothes I was to get on my hands and knees on the end of her bed and of course there were mirrors so I could watch then she went to the closet and got out a thick leather belt I suspected that it had been my fathers and she lay a wicked lash across my bottom.