..a proper spanking!" I whacked her with all my might, and watched as her knees buckled. "Yes sir," came her breathless reply. "Get naked," I barked. ...he silently complied, and soon she was standing before me with nothing but a devious smile. Her ass cheeks were red where I had smacked them. Before I could say anything else, though, she was kneeling before me, fumbling with my pants. When she unzipped my fly, I felt a huge sense of relief...followed by a feeling that can only be described by. “You haven’t met Alf, have you?”Allie, wide-eyed, shook her head.“Hold the back of your hand out to him so that he can sniff it.”Allie timorously did so. Alf sniffed and then licked it. She snatched it away.“It’s all right, Allie. He likes you. Licking is the way dogs kiss.”Allie stared at him.“Really. Reach out and gently stroke the top of his head. He may try to lick you again but just reach over the top.”Allie did as she was told and succeeded. She looked very pleased with herself. Alf. For Sheila, this played to her shy/private nature. For Sean, it was a command center that did not require a drive into town.All this required people setting things up. Sean and Lars were helpful, but there was only so much they could do from their workplaces. Sheila was solid with security and also very good with tech, but she is misplaced in a conflict. George could handle the technical questions, but he was hopeless with construction or security concerns. Once again, I was project leader by. Let not your people face abomination.’“I can see why she would have misinterpreted this,” I said with a wry smile.“Yes, prophesy is like that. It’s only understood afterwards for a reason,” Jerry replied.“Big whopping clue in the last line though,” I chuckled.“Only if you believed the Guardian was the abomination and not your Nemesis,” Jerry nodded.“What would have happened if Oonagh killed the Guardian?” I asked.“An eventual Daoine Sidhe renaissance,” he replied.“From my point of view the.