"Come on, Alan and Jennifer are almost out of sight."It wasn't long before we arrived at the lake. Alan and Jennifer had gotten there a little ahead o... us, but they hadn't waited. After setting out the blankets they carried, water bottles and food, they were stripping."C'mon Charlie, Ellen. It's too warm not to swim!"Alan was shedding his boxers while talking. I saw that he was half-hard, but not to the point of embarrassment. Jennifer finished undressing and her dad and I watched her smooth. I decided to go find Matthew and then brief Flowing Mane. I asked for directions to the miller’s room as I dressed.I entered the miller’s room. Two figures, one Matthew’s size, were intertwined on the bed. A man lay on a pallet awkwardly placed near a wall. I stepped around him and grasped what did turn out to be Matthew’s shoulder. “It’s Ashley.”He groaned and stretched. “What time is it?”“Almost dawn. There’s a situation.”He said, “Hay, I shall turn on the light.”The woman said, “Yes, my. "I said, would it help if you punished me," responded Fiona with more conviction."And how might I do that?" questioned her daughter, almost sarcasticly."Well, I suppose you could spank me," quaked Fiona.Jenny was shocked but didn't show it. However the thought of spanking her mother held a delicious appeal. An image of Fiona bending over, ass bare, waiting for her punishment sent a delightful shiver down Jenny's back."I think it might help but I think I might feel strange," said Jenny."Don't. "I didn't know if I was noticing or making it up in my head." Amy stepped off the ice, and sat down in the stands next to Jess. "I really, really like Eric. And that scares me like you wouldn't believe." Why?" Jess asked gently.Amy took a breath. "Two years ago, at Junior Worlds. There was a Russian pairs skater there, Nikolai Vryazkov. I was 14, he was 17. He was charming, worldly, gorgeous--he swept me off my feet. We spent most of the two weeks we were there together. He was my, you know,.