Her eyes locked onto Stacy’s crotch, and then suddenly, she exclaimed “Stacy! They are HOT! Where did you get them?”Cindy kicked off her pants a...d stood there wearing nothing but a pair of hot, pink panties!Stacy struck a pose for her friend, and explained, “I bought them at the mall last week, shopping with my mom. I ditched her, ran to ‘Fredrick’s’, and bought them. She’d kill me if she ever found out!”“Wow, you look good, girl! I’m so jealous!” Cindy walked around her near-naked friend,. I'm generally not an assertive guy. Even with the power and knowledge that I have now, that's still the case. Maybe that'll change in time, but for the foreseeable future my interventions will mostly be by way of creating reasons for people to change, rather than forcing them to change, or directly changing them myself by editing their minds. To illustrate the sort of approach I'm currently preferring, I'll mention something my experiences have made me very bitter about: government immorality.. Mom had been up there several times in her youth before going east. Amy and Amelia wanted to go, but Angelina said no, not this time. She promised sometime before snow, we would take tents and go camp in the valley.It was a beautiful clear day. When we reached the top of the ridge we got off the horses and walked around enjoying the awesome vistas; both back to the southeast and the ranch, and then due west down into the valley where the ghost town was located. Several tumbled down buildings. ”She began to strike with more force now. The sound of the slaps filling the room. The nymph wriggled, her little gasps growing louder and more frequent as the spanking reddened the pale skin of her behind.Slowly Teluri increased the force of her blows. She struck each cheek in turn, moving up and down, bringing a red glow to all the exposed skin and striking with a little more force where the leafy panties gave protection. After forty slaps she paused. She could feel Clarissa’s chest rise and.