My mom was like a drill instructor morning, noon, and night!She’d arrange for us to mow lawns or wash the car of one of our neighbors in nothing but...the skimpiest bikini she could find and often we’d come inside and clean the house afterward. If it was just a guy we’d end up naked and mom would suck their cock and make us kiss the cum back and forth back home.She rarely made us walk through the neighborhood completely naked, but we were almost entirely bare ass even with what little clothes we. She never punished without cause; even if the reasoning was absurd orridiculous, there was always a justification for your punishment. Ineffect, it was not the Mistress who was punishing you, it was yourself,by your own actions, that asked for and received the just reward. If shehad punished me for no reason at all I could have rationalized andaccepted it, justified it on the basis of her particular perversion ofpower. But she continually reinforced the notion that punishmentfollowed behaviour,. I went to a bar had some drinks was pretty boring so changed bars and caught up with a guy I used to know a long time ago we had some drinks got chatting and I noticed a wedding ring on his finger we started talking about his wife and that they have recently had a fight and are on Rocky grounds. After a few more drinks he said that I have not aged 1 bit in all those years and still look amazing I giggled and thanked him also saying that he is still very handsome and that I used to have a crush. But Just hold you're horses there!" She held up a hand."There's one little plot twist you need to know before we can move on!" Such as?" Katsuhito asked smiling, enjoying their exchange immensely.It was so rare that Washu ever really opened up about her past."Well' lets just label this teeny tiny part" Washu again illustrated with her fingers."What happens when the laws of time and space decide to play 'hacky sack' with someone's life.'Or, a funny thing happened to me on the way to the galactic.