She was clutching a little pinkbag, with a picture of Barbie on the side. The childlooked Jane in the eyes, ‘see,’ she said, ‘I told...you Iwas gonna get you didn’t I? Miranda says I can do allyour punishments, an she says you are like, naughty allthe time, an she says I can make you pay for being badand stuff, an do whatever I like to you. How cool isthat?’ Amy grinned and reached into the bag. She pulledout a tattered looking Barbie doll. ‘This one was. ” She turned and dipped her head so that I could fix the clasp.“You just enjoy yourself and keep busy while I’m out and don’t forget there’s something for you to eat in the fridge. I’ll give you a call to let you know when I’ll be home. Love you, bye.”The door closed behind her and a few moments later I heard the car pull away and I was left to my own devices and an evening of anticipation of whether once she returned that she would play out the last act of our game. I went and checked there. I walked in the kitchen and there she was, just laying on the breakfast table, all spread out like some porno star. Man she looked so sexy, her sweet hole already glased. So tempting, but my dad's rule, NO SEX!!! My loyalty to my father's law was strong, but not as strong as my need of sexual conquest, and since I havn't felt the warm touch of a woman in a while, this would have to do. I walk over to the table and I can smell the sweet glaze of the dripping hole, I thought to myself that the. I released right strap, but for some reason hungon to the left one. The brassiere fell away from her breasts and I wasleft holding it as it dangled by a single strap from my outstretched hand.She turned to face me, and as she bent over and kissed me on the forehead,she smiled and said "Thank you Honey". Oh God. There they were again,this time hanging there totally uncovered. Oh they looked so full andround and inviting. She held that pose there, bent over like that, gentlysmiling. I was.