Gently your fingers glide up and down. Then lifting my hair you let it slowly fall back on to my neck.Through half open eyes I can see the clock. Good... Over an hour before we have to get ready for church. I don't say a word. I merely make a purring sound from deep within my throat that I know you will interpret as permission to continue.Your hand goes from my neck down my back to the hem of my nightgown. Sliding under the hem it then slowly retraces its path. This time your hand lightly touches. ” The Queen Mother Spanker stated looking directly into Zalya’s blue eyes. Now that, I have to see, Zalya mused. The Queen Mother moved her hand up into Zalya’s golden blonde hair and brushed it behind her ear with affection. She smiled, and then leaned forward and kissed Zalya’s lips softly. “My beautiful Zalya.” She brushed her cheek and squeezed Zalya’s left hand tightly, let go, and turned away to retire to her quarters. Maybe I ought to take matters into my own hands, Zayla. It was the first time ever in my life to consume the beer first thing in the morning and being all honest; even the first sip created some buzz in my body. I looked at Norton and we both smiled. “I thought, you were sneaking out for some hook up, you might have arranged earlier disguised in your jogging dress for being discreet; as you know, I do not even wake up till quite late on weekend”. He was looking at me and laughing in a very taunting and meaningful way.“Oh’ Shit, I thought, you would. On the table, there was a half-empty bottle of whiskey, but my sister was not in sight. Thinking it was strange that she would leave the house with the TV still on, I decided to see if she still might be there.First, I checked my parents' bedroom, then my room, and finally, the kitchen. Not finding her, I was about to accept that she simply forgot to turn off the TV when I decided to check the bathroom. As I approached, I was pretty sure that she wasn't there either, because I could see that.