She stood face to face with the oak wooden door for twenty-five seconds as she contemplated the possibilities of the upcoming weekend that she hoped t... be extremely eventful. Ellie, or Eleanor (as her mother called her), was a beautiful girl. She was sixteen years old and had a long, flowing blend of light brown and blonde hair that hung freely below her shoulder blades. She was a slim girl, five foot five in height, with a typically attractive, ‘perfect-looking’ face. Ellie lived with her. I sprint around the pool up to the patio and through the space between the fence to get to the grassy area of the back yard. I make a beeline to the tree with the yellow swing and I look back to see Alice much closer than I thought she’d be. She was barely an arm’s length away! But that was the bad thing to do right then. Since the tree we decided to use as home base is really old it has all these roots that stick up from the ground that Alice’s mom has to beat down with the rubber mallet. In. Not the least of which, was the fact that I was supposed to be managing Harry’s. So, it might be hazardous to my long-term health; if the Germans discovered that I had gone off on a knight-errant quest, because a gorgeous little doll had waggled her ass at me.Boggsy solved that for us. He did his patented deep chuckle, the one that makes all the girls swoon, and said, “Sheeeit man, I can watch this place and still play the hottest piano in Paris. It’ll get to meet more ladies, without you. "It must be awful for you."Her hand motioned towards her uniform. "Please put it on. The sight ofyou in your underwear makes me feel naughty. If you don't hurry up I mayhave to spank you." She smiled mischievously and I blushed at thethought that I might be turning her on. For a moment I imagined what itmight be like to be forced to bend over, to have my panty covered bottomexposed and to be spanked by Louise. I guessed she would be the type tospank hard. I quickly forced the thought from my.