Looking in a small container at the bottom of the safe, I saw some 12 gauge shotgun shells. My decision had been made for me.I climbed the stairs as I...loaded the Remington goose gun and considered the situation. I would blast Jeff's head completely off. I felt that was a no-brainer. Again, I managed a mirthless chuckle at my mental pun. Would the trauma of her sleeping lover's brains smeared all over the bedspread and headboard be worse for Ashley than actually being shot herself? If I allowed. I moved her onto the couch on her knees and bent her over. I then began to spank her generous bottom with my bare hand. I was almost shocked at how she reacted to her spanking. While it stung, she was nonetheless very visibly and audibly aroused. Seeing her condition aroused me as well. This wench was loving her punishment! After 20 or so swats on her ass I had her turn over and sit on the couch with her legs spread so I could check out her goodies. It was time for me to feast on my plaything.. ”“I wonder what else I did ... Oh yes I fed your Mother and family, and I, and I...”She gave me another kiss and said, “I’ll kiss you anytime you want me to.”“Well I may just take you up on that, but we would never get to the mission, and Joan is waiting to be rescued.”“I won’t want Joan to spend another day in captivity because of me.”“Well we still have to find her.”“Are you two done playing kissy face?” Tina asked.“Actually, I am enjoying it although it has to end because we need to rescue. ” I stopped myself at the last instant from saying the word ‘kid’, “younger; when we worked together.”Jo thought for a moment. “I remember some of that time. I used to wait for you to come in, and then we’d be off together doing whatever.” She smiled, and then her expression smoothed. “I don’t remember asking you about your girlfriends, though.”A question sprang to my mind, and I thought about voicing it. I turned it over in my mind, and then my confidence waned. I shook it off, and closed my.