..." Yes, well that's what we thought. His car was found at a popularsuicide spot, along with some of his belongings, and a note,handwriting confirmed...to be his by yourself. And when we looked furtherinto his disappearance, he appeared to have disappeared off the grid soto speak, no trace of him whatsoever, anywhere in the world. His bodywas never found, but we felt at the time that it was safe to say he hadtaken his own life." So what's changed?" Helena asked, somewhat impatiently."Last week. I immediately fell into his arms, searching for affirmation of his love and cried and cried. Daddy smiled to himself as he rubbed my back. “I love you, Daddy! I’m so sorry!”“It’s alright, Babydoll. I hope that your sore bottom will serve as a reminder for some time”.After 10 minutes of being held by him, although my spanked cheeks were still aching, my crying had just about stopped.“It’s time for your diaper, Babydoll. Wouldn’t want you to have an accident on the carpet. I don’t think your bum. Leaving the men to their wanking Marg and I went upstairs to get dolled up.I had a skirt and blouse on over my sexy new basque and stocking and watching Marg out of the corner of my eye I could see she was a stunner with firm tits and a good arse just the sort my husband would die for.Once ready we went down stairs, I sat between the men on the settee thinking it would give Marg the choice of who she sat next to, but to my surprise she stood in front of us, she really did look good in her smart. Everything will be just fine."The conversation mercifully moved in another direction. We sat together and chatted about one thing or another, staying put long after our food had been consumed. Then, outside, it began to rain. Hard. It was coming down in sheets."Oh shit," I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. "We're gonna get soaked when we go outside! I didn't even bring an umbrella! And I've got a late afternoon class!"By now, Inez was quite familiar with my tendency to be overly dramatic.