“I know that you’re upset about grandma leaving...”“No.” Without turning her head, Hotene responded as she kicked again. Boom. “It’s fin....” Boom.“Hotene, stop it. What are you trying to do?”Glaring at me, she finally lowered her leg. “It’s refusing to make what I want.”“What’s that?”“A sword.” The words were swift and unconscious, completely without guile. My jaw dropped.“A sword,” I repeated dumbly, before shaking my head. “Daughter, Ship won’t make weapons. Not of any kind. You know that.”An. We bought the bridal dress and moved towards jewellery.I told her I knew nothing about jewellery and she should check it out herself and then surprise me with it. She got excited and left the car and ran towards the biggest shop she could find. Meanwhile a friend of mine owned a jewellery showroom in the area, and I went to him. There I secretly bought a whole set of bangles, bracelets, a huge necklace, anklets and rings for her fingers and toes too.I also got her this amazing belly chain made. She was radiating a big grin my way as she walked to her chair and picked up the towel. I sank back into my chair and turned toward my computer screen. I couldn’t concentrate on anything. Did she see me with the binoculars? My face was flush and hot with embarrassment. “I have GOT to be more careful,” I scolded myself. My house phone rang. “Hello?” “Mr. Johnson, were you spying on me?” “Er…What?” “With those binoculars? Were you spying on me?” “Well… yes…I guess I was. You really are quite. "Now, how long has it been since you've made whoopee with a Trojan?"Kathy answered with a sharp "EEEeeeph? as the driver poked some kind of gritty lubricant up her back door and an even shriller "OOOpppaaahhh" when he slid in his massive man-sausage. He was much bigger than her Daddy!"How long d'ya say?" Aaaaahhhhhagggghhh!" Well, that's too long!" With a series of sharp, grainy jerks, he drove his full thirteen inches into Kathy's bowels. She soon felt the smack of his balls as the driver.