”I nodded.“And I shouldn’t have shouted at Mum like that,” she added. “That was bad too.”I nodded again.She gave a sorrowful sigh. “I gu...ss you’re going to smack my bare bottom again.”I looked at her for a moment. Her sad little face was breaking my heart.“I’m not going to smack you today,” I said. “I never liked smacking you. I need to think of something different as a punishment.”“Oh!” she said and looked down.Then she looked up again. “Like what?”“I don’t know,” I said. “I’m thinking.”And I. Iundressed cleansed and moisturised and put on the nightdress that hadbeen laid out for me.Aunty then appeared and waited while I got into bed. As usual sheclipped the wrist cuff onto me and then produced what she called a pairof night mittens. These were shaped like mittens but as she slid themonto my hands my fingers went into separate pockets.As Aunty tied the ribbons around my wrist she explained, "These cutelittle night mittens are to stop any accidental scratching, after all wedon't want. Linda and Jack were having their annual Halloween party. It started 7 years ago and had grown each year. They had a huge house and decorated it for the holiday. When did Halloween become and actual holiday for adults, I wondered as we waited for the door to open. Linda opened the door and gave Becky a hug. She was about Becky’s height with a few more pounds, mostly in the right places. Linda was always laughing and was a lot of fun to be around. She turned and gave me a hug next.“You two look. At first, I thought it was lust. That feeling you get when you are around someone you love so much you can’t think straight? But now I realize her breast milk changes me. Not only does it make me want her more… make me want her milk more… It’s like I live to see her breasts and drink the milk they produce. Back to my story… I saw the devious look in her eye as she finished her coffee. ‘I want you to chat up our waitress. She likes girls too, and I want you to get us our lunch for free.’ Nikki.