Because every time I kissed dad, every thought of him just evaporated and left my head. I punch Garys arm. Hard. With a pained expression, he looks a... me, rubbing his arm. What was that for!? he exclaims. For never looking for me after that night! I punch him again. And then again. Youre an idiot! and I found myself somehow releasing all those pent up emotions I had kept for so long on him. All the anger, the lies, the shed tears. Youre an asshole! You should have fought for me had you really. "Look,Phillip, you have still have got to decide if you are Phyllis orPhillip. Are you really THAT threatened by a pair of panties, Phyllis?"Lorraine went downstairs.She knew she had won the argument and did not need to say any more. Sheleft me to put on my panties.Somehow they were more snug than the boxer shorts but more comfortableand I found the feel of them really exciting. I quickly put my slip onas I was embarrassed to be wearing panties and I didn't want Lorraine tosee that I was. I wish we had a little more time so I could thank you properly.”She kissed me with every intent on showing me what she meant. Since we all had to get somewhere we grudgingly parted, vowing to get together again as soon as we could.By 3:00 pm we were headed south on AZ-89A toward Sedona. The drive through Oak Creek Canyon was spectacular, if not a bit challenging with our RV. We WERE looking forward to traversing it again later on our bikes. By 4:00 pm we were backed into our site and unhooking. The Mistress, being ever so careful, knew just how to take her to the edge and back. However, this being Sasha’s very first time, it was not surprisingly that she felt a large amount of shock and fear. As a result, the Mistress was quick to provide some comfort to Sasha, telling her what a good job she has done, and promising her that the next few times will not feel as bad as the first. Sasha,, her heart racing ever so much, could not help stifling her tears, and she found herself gently.