Ethel would need him to administer punishment when she was busy.His penis was throbbing as he watched Sr.Ethel place the stick across Giselle's bottom...He watched as Giselle bit her lip,closed her eyes and took a deep breath,he too took a deep breath trying to control the activity that was taking place under his habit,he pressed down harder on his cloaked, throbbing penis as he witnessed Sr.Ethel bring the stick down on Giselle's jeans clad bottom,he heard her cry out,which only served to excite. "Here's the deal Bill. You go ahead and be their slave, but I'm not going to stay cooped up in this house while you do it. Get used to me not being here in the evening because I'm going to have a life. Dinner will always be ready, the house will always be clean and the laundry will be done. But while you are in your home office or working late at the job site I'm going to be out enjoying myself."Then she turned away from me and walked into the kitchen. I didn't waste my time trying to explain. Frank saw me standing there, stopped his splashing and stared up at me."Wow, Jen," Frank said. "When did you get tits?"I froze! I know my face was turning red because I could feel it. For a moment, I considered running back to the house, but my brother spoke up and I jumped in."Leave her alone, Frank," Eddie said in my defense.I swam to the opposite end of the pool, away from the boys and stood in the shallow water. Frank and Eddie swam over to me, and Frank apologized for what he said."Sorry,. ”She looked shocked, and then ... intrigued.“I had a case one time where a man said things like that to a girl. A fourteen-year-old girl. He seduced her. I prosecuted him for it.”“First, in my defense, I’d like to point out that you’re not fourteen. Second, I’m not trying to seduce you. And that brings us to third. I already decided that anything that happens between us is going to have to be initiated by you.”“You decided, did you?” Her voice was carefully neutral. Too neutral.“Calm down. All.