” As soon as Jeanne heard my voice she turned. For a moment she stared at me and then she grinned and said, “Michael, you're home.” Grinning bac..., I said, “Yes I am.” Suddenly grasping the potential ramifications of the situation, Jeanne's smile disappeared. Disconcerted, she asked, “But how? You weren't supposed to get home until tomorrow.” Aware that I was responsible for her sudden discomfort, I stood up and said, “Jeanne, I'm sorry, this is all my fault. I should have called. The storm. .WOW!" And he looked at his watch,gave her a hug and kiss, she turned and bent over a little bit to give hima clean shot at her ass, and he smacked it with his hand. "Oh" she let outas she closed her eyes and let the feeling take her over. The power he hadover her was amazing. And with that, he walked out the door, shirt overhis shoulder. Ray walked to work, hearing the people say things like"Let the bitch have it" "Make sure she feels every stroke!". There werecertainly a lot of people. In another part of the store, there were two lesbians with one of them dressed in a charcoal suit, close cropped black hair, clearly instructing her partner, a young, very beautiful and slim girl wearing a short beige skirt, white blouse with no bra underneath, and as she bent over slightly, not wearing panties either, in the choice of several items there. The items ranged from crops and canes to various types of dildos in differing sizes, butt plugs in varying materials to latex clothing. The. To be treated as a baby girl by a woman why the hellwas I not enjoying it. Rachael strapped me into the car seat in thepassenger side of her car and my tears were making me drowsy. They saythe clothes maketh the man well let me tell you the body maketh thechild. I was starting to feel my eyelids get heavy and I started todrowse.Rachael and David had thrashed out a story for my presence, I wasFrancine her goddaughter. My mommy was called Sandra who was a closefriend from Rachael s school days..