‘Well, you’d better un-plan then! You’re grounded, unless you want your friends to hear about your pervy little game. Is that clear?’ ‘Yes, ...um.’ ‘Good, then you’d better be here, waiting in your room, when I get back and those clothes better be clean and back where they belong or else!’ With which she turned on her heel and left I groaned aloud and began to strip off the clothes, wondering what miseries 3 o’clock would bring. The time dragged, eventually 3 o’clock arrived and went, the. Her hair was a mess; she had no idea on how to use make up and her clothes, well she is fashion’s equivalent to the titanic. Given all this I was getting quite wet and the telltale tingle was clearly present. I immediately struck up a conversation and fell in love with her voice. We shared a lot of common interests, books, sex and to my surprise spanking. After our chat, I sat at a table near by and started to read. We spent the rest of the morning swapping glances. When she started shelving. Now, about the boy. How are the Davidson's taking the news that he's finally going back to his mother?" I can't pretend that they're not disappointed, Sir, Especially Brenda. But you've made it clear all along that they shouldn't become too attached to the boy. I think the call they received from Osvaldo helped convince them that this is a serious situation," said Henderson."Oh? He called?" Yes, Sir. He told Graham that one of his men would be picking the boy up tonight," advised Henderson."Why. Besides, don’t you have a Tinder date in a few days. Let it go.I went to their beer closet to rummage through the refrigerator, weighing my options to watch on TV until the party was over. The door opens.“How’s it going?” I turn around to see Mr. W standing there, hands on his hips, giving me a quick eye up and down.“Hey!” I nervously exclaimed. I gave a nervous tug on the hem of my blue sundress. “Haven’t seen you in a while.”“It’s been what” he inhaled dramatically “Seven years now?”“Yeah,.