"Yes you've been especially bad Lena, you tried to make me jealous, now I'm going to punish you."I smoothed my hand over the broad curve of her skirt-...overed arse, feeling her begin to tremble as I pressed my fingers towards her heavenly crack. I slowly lifted her skirt as if unveiling a national treasure, which to me it was. There was Lena's big soft arse covered with a pair of sheer purple knickers stretched tight across her round cheeks. The cotton material was so fine and pulled so tight,. Her child was older and didn’t need as much attention as he once did.She missed when he was little but enjoyed getting to know him while he was a teenager. He was popular and had many friends. Her house was the flophouse where they all gathered. Her son liked having parties. Natasha liked keeping an eye on her son.During the summer, her son had so much laundry. He must have changed his clothes every hour. She couldn’t understand why he had so much wash. While she was doing the laundry,. It was a short drive, only fifty minutes, and it was thankfully very quiet. I jumped out of the car and made my way inside to find a payphone. In the back murmured the server when I asked him. I thanked him and followed his direction, finding a rusty old phone crammed away in the corner of the store. It was, at least, still operational. I payed and dialed, my hands sweaty with anticipation. This had to work. Hello? came a voice from the other end of the line. I started, Hey John, is that you?. " Chuck was a boy about Kit's age. "I think he's really cute and was hoping something would happen." She sighed and went on. "I guess something did, but it's not what I wanted." I felt the blood start pounding in my temples as I thought I figured out where this was heading."Sissy, if he hurt you..." I said, balling my fists in anger. My erection was forgotten."No, no, it's nothing like that. He didn't hurt me. Well, at least not physically." Mollified, I sat back to listen some more."We found a.