Drawing two plastic pouches from her casino apron, she offered one to each of the women. The packets had a ‘female’ symbol on them. ‘Uh, what i... this?’ Crystal asked, with a grin that indicated that she already had guessed the answer. ‘Oh, there are several things that you may need here,’ the hostess replied pertly, but a bit vaguely. She moved on to the next new arrivals. Carol was opening her package, and found herself looking at several little gadgets with plug-in wires attached. There. “When did you last receive a good spanking my girl.” I continued, letting go of her bottom, and raising my hands up, and round to her chest, taking hold of her well rounded tits, and squeezing them gently. “I’ve never been spanked Sir, not ever.” She sobbed.“Nice tits girl.” I said, locating her nipples and pinching them very hard.She screamed, and began to cry. I pinched them again, and let go, laughing loudly, as she began to sob hysterically. “Put your hands on top of your head, and stand. Which I thought was very cool. I gratefully accepted of course. The company would be nice and it'd keep me from a long ride in the morning sun. I did tell her that I didn't know how long it would take though. She told me that it was okay and that if I was going to be a while to let her know and she'd pick me up later.After getting ready I went down grabbed some toast. I'd just finished when Sarah drove up in Betsy. I said later to the Rents and went out. The ride was pretty good. We talked. “What are they?”“Pussy and bitch.” Mom inhaled sharply, but recovered quickly.“Oh, that’s easy,” she said. “A pussy is a cat, like our little Chico. A bitch is a female dog, like our Sandy.”Craig thanked his mother and ran out the door. But something about his mother’s explanation bothered him. So he sought out his father. Dad was in the garage.“Dad,” Craig said, “the guys at school are using words I don’t understand.”“What words, son?” “Pussy and bitch. I asked Mom, but I don’t think she told.