Sean glanced at me and I grinned. He screamed down the street, the tires chirping under the torque that roared out of the import. We careened into the...highway like before but it was apparent with his driving ability that he had been doing this a bit longer than I had. I watched his movements as he handled the Lamborghini with utter perfection. His hands knew exactly where to be and when to be there, and his feet did as well. I thought of the night that I had spied on him while he masturbated. I. That was my ticket to sanity.In my text message I asked how he and Jackie were and to give me a call when convenient as Jay and I would love to catch up. His reply was a bit of a surprise. It just read, ‘Got a lot to catch up on. Jackie and I are no longer together. If you fancy a ride out on the bikes sometime soon I’ll fill you in on the details.’Intrigued I replied that I was sorry to hear the news and arranged to meet up with him at some motorway services on route to a biker’s pub I knew. I felt a lump growing in my throat even as my pussy tingled. I walked to Daddy and handed him the mop. He took off the head of the mop and set the handle aside. “Get me a chair from the dining room.” I rushed to get him a chair even though I knew that the faster I brought it, the faster I would get spanked. I wanted to show Daddy I could obey him, though. I set it on the floor and he sat down and motioned me over. There is something so comforting in going over Daddy’s knee. I could never hope. The women talked and belittled him telling him how curly his hair would be now and what a little sissy boy he was. Mom told him when they got through he would look just like a little girl like that day in the clubhouse. She finished soaking his curlers and they glistened brightly from the lotion. He really did look like a sissy. Very embarrassing for him and very uncomfortable for me. Suddenly I realized that my penis was getting quite stiff as I lay face down on the floor watching my.