I knew that she'd be worried about me."While the nurse was upstairs examining Stacie, I invited Ms. Jefferson to join me in a cup of coffee. We sat at...the kitchen table, sipping our coffee. "Mr. Charles," she began."Jack," I interrupted, "please call me Jack."She smiled, showing some gold caps on her teeth. "And I'm Charlotte. Jack, I just want to thank you for taking such good care of little Stacie. You're good people. Most rich folks wouldn't have anything to do with a kid from the Park.". I could sense him close to me and I felt frozen. I didn’t move or even breathe, I think. I didn’t know what was happening, but I wanted to find out! I saw one of his legs extend out next to me and drap over the edge of the bed. I knew he had to be right behind me, I didn’t move away. When I felt his big hand squeeze my shoulder, I became light headed and could feel my heart pounding in my chest and could hear it in my ears. My cock knew what was happening before I did and became hard, straining. Half the boys in her class - and many of the girls - would love to have a turn on their knees for her. If I keep you around you will have this privilege - and duty - with both of the twins…and, at times, their friends. For this, you will pay, literally, with your ass.“You‘re getting a taste now. But, I must caution you. This is truly only a taste. Until you‘ve had a thorough strapping and felt the cane‘s delicious bite, you‘ll not have known what true submission to a woman‘s whip-hand can. They were mixed so that pictures twenty years old were juxtaposed alongside recent ones and they compared well although the changes were obvious. At thirty-nine she was still attractive and I lingered over every page. Leaving the album on the bed I went to my own room, took all my clothes off and returned to my parents’ room. I opened the album at the beginning and began to copy the poses in the photos. Some of the photos were dated in pencil in my dad’s writing: ‘Beth, April 84’ for example. I.