Also, your mother is correct - you deserve all the punishment you get! Punishment doesn't always have to be in a physical sense, either." Upon my next...trip to the store, I snuck a note to her, which included my address and phone number, letting her know that anytime she needed a good laugh, she was more than welcome to stop over. I hinted that my place was quite private and that nobody else could see us unless they were true perverts, knew where I lived and how to spy on me. And, sure enough,. - "What aren't they getting? I actually can’t snap my fingers and create an extra week in the year because their spoiled asses want it. God damn…" You have to help us, Mr. Archer! You have to… you have to…" - Moped Alice in the back of the room. By this point they were basically talking to themselves, crying, complaining and moping. This was getting on my nerves, I was hungry, I was horny and I was not in the mood for drama."Girls, please. There’s nothing I can do, you should have…" We can pay. So I dried off and walked into my room wrapped in a towel. I went to to my dresser to get my underwear when Amy jumped up from behind he bed and scared the crap out of me. She was laughing and running toward me.She gave me a hug and was saying sorry daddy, but laughing all the while. I opened my arms and hugged her not even noticing for a second that my towel dropped. Amy did, I went from soft to semi hard in not too much time at all. Amy and I already having had the prior experience were a. "All right," Scooter said finally. "I guess we better get out of here before someone changes their mind. All right people, let's be about it."It wasn't as if Scooter hadn't led trips before, because she had, probably hundreds of them -- but those were all two- to three-hour thrill rides down the Nanty and Ocoee, and if anything went seriously wrong there were usually other rafts around and a highway right alongside the river. Many of the decisions were much the same, it was just that the scale,.