I resurfaced at Victor's knees, and he lifted me, cradled in his arms with my head back. "OK! OK! Just give me a minute!" I again begged, laughing at ...he game but genuinely pleading for a rest. "Now, are you gonna be good, Sarah?" Victor repeated Shawn's question."Yes, I promise I'll be good!" I pushed wet hair from my eyes and adjusted my swimsuit top back into its proper alignment with my one free hand while the other grasped Victor's muscular back for balance. My heart was racing, and my. They could not complain too much because the painters were working their way downward. The other nine buildings were done and would hopefully house most of the guests. At current estimates, we figured we would get seventeen to twenty thousand people coming.Those that came, wanted me to entertain them and I left the job to the girls. They did not thank me for this. A final spurt was put on the house. It was now finished apart from the painting and some of the mosaic floors I wanted. In true. Occaisonally I'd try to engage Anna in a bit of conversation, but he always managed to turn the conversation back to the news, politics ot even worse - school. It really didn't matter though. My thoughts were on how to separate him from Anna for a few hours so that I could separate Anna from her panties.About 20 minutes after arriving at the cabin, Peter announced that they were headed off to bed so as to be well rested for the upcoming hike. It wasn't even 10:30 and I was sitting alone in the. .and you will call me MistressKim from now on!" she taunted, then she started training him. First sheshowed him how to curtsy and then made him try again and again until hecould do it as well as she could. Whenever he made a mistake she wouldswat his bottom with her wooden hairbrush, just to help him do it right.After Kim had him sitting so that his panties didn't show she made himkneel in front of her. She had plans on making him do what she hadn'tbeen able to get any of her boyfriends to do..