At 8:00 am only I and my mother were in the house. I marched back and forth and wondered how to act when suddenly she showed up in her dressing gown a...d went for her morning dose of coffee. I nailed my eyes on her and I for no reason I began to feel hot. She made her coffee and sat on the table, at that moment she noticed that I was staring and she said:-Hey, why are you standing like a statue there, sit. I started to sweat and told to myself that there is nothing to lose, now or never.-Mom, we. Need a friend to help you prepare for a party? Abbie would be there in a heartbeat. Want a buddy to go see a movie with? Abbie's your girl. Moving across town and want help with some boxes? Someone to walk the dog? To paint the house? To go the park?Abbie never let anything stand in her way of helping her friends. Unless there was some kind of emergency or if the circumstance was inappropriately dangerous, she always said yes.The nicest thing about it was that no one ever asked anything too. Anywhere. Just find one and then pick a somewhat secluded area within it," she suggested still playing with herself, though she now tossed her bikini covering over her bare breasts, though keeping them readily available in doing so.Only a moment or two later John spotted the perfect place to pull in. Pulling off to the side, there were few other cars around them. He even backed in, making it easier to get out if they had to, but also giving them a perfect vantage point to see from should anyone. There would be more time for that later, for studying and mapping…….with my mouth, my tongue, my lips…. learning about every inch of that exciting fleshy bottom. Now Becky was going to get the whipping of her life, a lesson is slave girl discipline designed to ensure compliance with her master’s wishes in the future. I pick up the birch rod and step back a few paces, moving the chair to the side and watching Becky start to compress her bottom cheeks, her arms pulling against the restraints tied.