The little one is 7 and his name is Bradly, the oldest one is Ryan who is 10." Karen smiled and told him, "You have one beautiful family, what are you...doing at a bar alone anyway?" Jonathan smiled, "Oh I was originally here having a chat with my one friend who got married today. We thought it would be a good place to have our alone time since it wasn't too far from where the wedding took place." The two drinks came in and Jonathan handed the money to pay for the drink. They both chatted for a. He was still sitting in the chair. He crooked a finger to indicate I should approach him. I stood in front of him, my mind almost blank. I didn't know what to do. My face stung from the slap and my buttocks were red from the ruler and I was still crying, albeit silently.“Put your hands on your head” he said, the age old way of teachers telling pupils to stop messing about coming easily to his lips. I put my hands on my head in the age old way of pupils doing what teacher said. Too late, I. She sat down in a leather rocker and turned on the TV. Flipping through the channels she didn't find anything she wanted to watch. She was about to get up and get her pad and pens, maybe try to write some lyrics to a new song when Regis came padding in and laid his head on her knee. Those big dark eyes were looking up at her pleadingly."What ya want boy" she asked? A little whine and he put one paw up on her knee and shoved like he was trying to move her legs apart. She had to laugh; he was. While trying to decipher what went wrong, or how, even why. Ugh she gave him everything confusion amassed her twisting and contorting plopping herself back down after pacing. Natalie wants to kick his ass, thump wtf visions of their last night together oh his warm tongue slideing down her sweet spots, his hands gripping her hands keeping her in place as he consumed her then it decipates...her heart races and her panties get soaked. Sure most days she can cope it's just fridays, no matter if.