She made herself a large cup of tea and settled down in the living room to read the diary. She started reading in the hope that she would get some in...ormation about her father and, perhaps, learn something about her mother that might ameliorate her ideas about her a little. She was soon undeceived. The diary was mainly about her mother’s love life, which apparently involved a second man, whose name was never mentioned, he was only referred to as ‘R.’ Her father, James Kingscote, figured as. Weren’t his eyes darker? Perhaps brown? “Suck it, girl.”“Please Binley don’t make me—“Quickly he slapped her with a hand of steel that would have sent her sprawling. Tied to the chair, her head could only spin so far and her eyes bounced around in their sockets.As she was reeling from his blow, he pulled her off the chair overpowering the shredded strips and pulling her through them. The ties burned her and chaffed as he tugged her free. Pulling her to her feet, he took care to make sure. ”She shook her head, “That is not wise. I wish to see you as much as possible, but I think what is best for us is for you to focus on your studies.”“You don’t want to see me either?” I sighed.“Oh, no, Mishka! I do! But every time I see you I have very unladylike thoughts! Thoughts I can do NOTHING about until we marry! It’s better to see you only occasionally until you ask me for real, not when you’re having a temper tantrum!”“You’re very sure of yourself.”“Where did you come when you felt you. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and password you can see Peggy’s profile and photo under Peggy46. Peggy has asked me to write stories about her based on her profile and fantasies and she had also asked that I use her actual name in the story. So to that end I am dedicating this next series to Peggy.