.well I don't know why". "Well son, come here" she said, almost smiling, gesturing me to come closer. When I was right next to her, she lifted my shir... up "well.. look what we have here. My own son is wearing my thong." She yanked my pants down, leaving me in only my thong. "Bend over my lap!" She yelled. SMACK! I felt her hand slap my ass. It must have left a red mark. SMACK! SMACK! She hit me several more times. "You're a naughty boy. You need to be taught a lesson."Just then, I heard the. We had a deep love for each other but sex itself was mostly in the bedroom under the covers just before turning out the light and going to sleep. Eventually he asked us to go into a changing room and undress to our underwear and put on the robes that we would find there. We sat down again while he talked about massage techniques and ‘centring the emotions’. He asked us to come to the other side of the large, windowless room where there was a bench or table, I’m not sure how you would describe. I got permission almost immediately, but had to wait until lunchtime at school before I did. The call went straight to him, not to a secretary."Skye, this is Oscar Menendez, how are you doing?" I'm doing well sir, thanks for agreeing to speak to me." Please, call me Oscar, or even Uncle Oscar. I would hardly be able to believe that Andy McKesson is a grandfather now if the same thing hadn't happened to me too," I laughed at that, more at the way he said it than the words themselves."Okay Uncle. It could be a surprise: she could make an excuse why she didn't want to go there; she had more than enough money to pay for their flights, and she could collect them from Norwich Airport! So the first chance that she got when John was out of the house, she rang them to get their reaction. Her in-laws thought that it was a good idea, they rarely went anywhere and they had yet to see their son's house. Jo said that all they had to do was tell her when they wanted to come: either a Wednesday when.