She turned and looked at me saying, I had time in the store to think overyour punishment, Jack. She then went on to say, as far as she wasconcerned, I...wasn't going to get off easy this time. She said, that shefelt I had been getting away with murder for over a year, and now it wasgoing to stop. I was going to be punished "BUT GOOD" for what I did, andfor things I should have been punished for, but wasn't. She also said,that I definitely wasn't going to like what was about to happen to me. "I quickly arange my skirt so I'm not sitting on it and I work very hard to keep my knees apart.You maintain a low level of vibration throughout our meal. I can barely eat. Anytime the waiter approaches, you dial it up. I suspect you are testing me to see if I can control myself in a public setting.The bus boy clears away our dishes, and you of course dial up the vibrations. I try my best to maintain my calm, but I notice his glance lingers on my breasts. As he walks away I look down and. My mother gently massaged his swollen balls with her fingertips, and David moaned deep in his throat. Incredibly, his cock was growing bigger, bigger than any cock I had ever seen. It was swelling to mammoth proportions, crowding her throat, pushing against her palate. Yet my mother had no difficulty in swallowing more and more of his cock. She deep-throated him until her nose was buried in his pubic hair, and then slowly let it slide out of her mouth with a loud plop. Then she settled down. Butas I lifted them in my trembling fingers I was nervous that at anysecond, I would somehow snag or rip them."Watch me," Lisa said reassuringly, "I'll show you how to put them onthis time."I caught the "this time" comment but didn't give it much thought rightthen.So, I watched. Like an enthusiastic student at the feet of some great,knowledgeable sage, I watched and endeavoured to copy Lisa's tantalisingmovements. I watched as she carefully rolled her stocking into a doughnutwith only the toe.