"Easing from the bed I thought of what I had planned for Katrina. Samwould not make me do those things would he, I wondered to myself. Mymemories wher... now crossed between mine and Katrina's. I new things abouther I had never known before. Walking lightly toward the dressing table Ispotted the dress. It was a black halter style mini dress, a dress that Ihad bought for her to wear on cruise last winter. Shoes sat nearby on thefloor, what the fuck I thought, looking at the strappy 4" heels. On. Now, I'm not going to be going into lurid details of being bum ****d by my grandpa or sticking my juvenile cocklet in my grandma's cunt because it wasn't like that. But those times DID set the trend for my life of sluttyness to some degree. Most Saturdays wnen the footy season was on my Dad and his two brothers would go off to Ayresome Park to watch the Boro play. I wasnt particularly sporty, thouh give me a young lad in a footy kit and I'll be noshing on his cock like a good'un, haha, so Dad. Again the spanking ended and again he tried to get closer to the Princess,everytime he saw her he could not help but look at her bottom as she walked by.He kept his secret to himself ,not daring to tell even his close friends what he had witnessed,this was his private pleasure,watching the Abbess spank the Princess,how he wished he could be the Abbess !Now he was on his knee's again as he watched the Princess undress in front of the Abbess,he watched the Princess bend over the Abbess' knee and. I wanted to talk to you about your car.”“My car?” Phil asked. “Do you want to borrow it or something? You’ve got a set of keys, you know, and you never bothered to ask before.”“No, Philip,” Beth said, laughing at her son. “I know you’ve been thinking about moving to something nicer. It’s served its purpose, I think, and I wanted you to know your father and I located something appropriate recently. We purchased it for you to consider.”“You bought me a car?” Phil asked dubiously.“Not exactly,”.