Home, to my surprise, was a different story. ooo My surprise were Jawas. They're seen pretty infrequently when it comes to that, and not at all when t...ey don't wish to be, but they do make the rounds among the farms just when things seem to be their most boring. Perhaps they capitalize on that very thing. An innate sense of timing that's good for business since even the older folks will perk up at a chance for some change in the routine. A time for a little barter and trade. I didn't care about. Buzz was kind of mesmerized by what had happened and he stumbled in a daze out to his pick-up and drove away.A few weeks later, Buzz came back around to my front porch. After i looked through my peephole and recognized him, i opened the door.“Hi, Erin, remember me?”“Hey, Buzz, of course i remember you, what brings you back around?” As if i didn't know.“Erin, I have a buddy in my truck and it's his 18th birthday today. I was kind of wondering if you could wish him a happy birthday.”I looked out. By then Bob had Karen's skirt up so we could see the edge of her pink panties as Bob's fingers caressed the back of her naked thighs. Merlin moaned softly and his hardened prick throbbed in heavy, quick jerks against me.The music stopped and we stood in each other's arms for a few seconds longer. I whispered for Merlin to let me sit in his lap and he did. He didn't waste any time either. I guess he couldn't help it the way I was squirming my big butt against his prick. We kissed and I urged his. ”I bent him back over the table and picked up the thin cane. Swoosh, it made a delightful sound as it hissed through the air hitting his bottom with a satisfying crack.“Aaargh, shit,” he cried, leaping up.Perhaps I’d hit him a little harder than I meant to. “Don’t move again or you will get extra strokes.”I bent him back over the table and continued, swish, swish, swish, until I was satisfied he had enough. There were tramlines across both cheeks and the top of his thighs.As he stood a great.