It hadn't registered in her brain yet that the spanking had ended, and she just continued sobbing while bravely trying to stay in place. Nick bent ov...r and pulled her up from the hay bale, turned her and held her close to him. 'Cassie, Cassie. You never listen, do you?' He began to soothe her, rubbing her back. Her sobs gradually diminished until all he felt were little hiccups. Her tears had dampened his shirt, and she was hanging on to him with both hands. 'That hurt, Nick,' she whimpered,. I drove down a busy strip of our city on that Saturday night, all by myself, crying my eyes out once again, but finally resolved. Finally sure about what I was supposed to do, what I had to do.And then the dog turned around and chased his tail again—I changed my mind again. I loved her so deeply, so strongly, so completely, I couldn't bear the thought of not having her in her life. Her kisses, her touch, her giggles, her hugs, her voice in my ear, her hair on my chest, her eyes staring into. .. I stopped worrying.Da had promised me a job more suited to my education:My job? Dal made me team coordinator ... not manager ... coordinator. Wendy became the manager. Wicked Stepmom was assigned the position of Public Relations ... and sponsorship acquirer. She was a schmoozer and conniver and would have made a great supply sergeant.The support group mechanics were the rest of my sisters and half sisters. We all got paid in a manner of speaking. There was a budget, we ate out of that. I was frightened, since I knew what the results would be, but I wasalready so hot from what Chelsea was doing to me, I couldn't bringmyself to protest.Vixen was tickling the end of my nipples. Chelsea was working my pussyand clit as only another woman could, and I was groping her big girlsin ecstasy.Vixen moaned into my mouth while never missing a beat with her tongue,which put me over the top. I orgasmed in the warm pool, muscles locked,and toes clenched, while somewhere far off I heard a girl.