I was going to welcome him in style. The way only his little sister could. “Never text me again! You're not my mother!” I threw my phone down. I d...dn't need her. I had my own life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Elmer Bennett“I'm on Clint Elliston's jury,” I told my wife when I came home.“Holy geez,” she said, turning around. She wore a sleeveless sundress, a picture of iced tea on the counter. “That's incredible.”“Yeah,” I said, guilt twisting in my guts. “I should have said... said I couldn't. “Theo,” his father asked suddenly, “What are you doing…?”“Nothing dad!” Theo said, jerking his hand away from his throbbing cock.“Keep it that way; now go to sleep, Theo.”It was a long, hard, night for young Theodore.Theo realized he must be delusional. He dreamed his shorts were being pulled down and someone was playing with his cock and balls.“Mmmmmmmm,” he moaned. He slowly left his dream and tried to sort out the feelings he was having. Yes, his cock and balls were definitely played with.. She said, “It’s okay, now Becky, I’ve finished spanking you. You can now calm down.”It did take Becky a while to calm down, although she had to admit that she did rather like the way that Mrs. H was now rubbing her bottom and the backs of her legs. It was all very soothing and pretty much like a loving caress even though she was still bent across her lap with her hair draped on the floor, and she still couldn’t make out anything other than the blurred backs of Mrs. H’s legs. Even so, she was. She walked the entire perimeter of the fence searching for a weakness, but found none. Holes that others had tried to dig under the fence weren't deep enough to get under the concrete footing that ran under the fence. The barn, as well, was built like a fortress; its rustic red wood exterior masked its steel frame, poured concrete walls, and concrete foundation.Nancy sat on the ground against the barn and sighed, worried that she might not get an opportunity to escape anytime soon."Now don't go.