Let her enjoy herself. You can always give her a bath later," he had said. The two of them couldn't keep from laughing as they watched Abigail scamper...ng about out in the yard playing with her little dog.My little Angel, with a dirty face, he thought affectionately as he watched her at play. How could I have ever thought I wanted a boy?Precocious little Abigail blossomed like an early spring flower. And as she started to get older, she quickly became everyone's little Sweetheart. Often, some of. What’s that noise? My Skype notification is going off like crazy. What time is it? Oh goodness! Is it 6:00 p.m. already? Michael said he’d call early because he has an afternoon meeting and then a reception to go to. Somehow I forgot. I settle back on the bed before accepting the call. “Hey baby!” “There’s my beautiful girl! How was the trip to Paris?” “I’m sure it was fast, but I wanted to be here so bad, it felt like forever.” “Such an impatient girl.” I giggle. I can’t help it. He does that. "Yes, I am sure. I want you to cane me," Kelly confirmed."It is upstairs, do you want me to bring it down or...?" started Trevor."No, let's go upstairs and then we can fuck after you have caned me," said the very turned-on Kelly.So upstairs they went and Trevor produced the cane which did indeed look like it would sting. Kelly handled it, bent it and slashed it through the air as if mesmerised by it. She handed Trevor the cane and then, without speaking, removed her trousers and panties. Trevor. Lina Paloma. Colombian. A mother.”“Fuck I do that for?”I didn’t answer. Our Harold knew exactly what he’d do that for. Thanks, Daddy.“Leeny Pa-who?”He was stalling. Good, that meant he knew something.Patience. “Lina Paloma.”Harold scratched his balls, thinking. “I’m not saying. But I mighta run across her. Spick, right?”“That’s right, Harold.”He tried crafty, “Reward, right?” He knew about the Sister Mary Packer money. Maybe lightening would strike twice.“Wrong. Well, let me rephrase that. Your.