I had lost interest in those races when the stages were introduced. The changes in points had lost me and cutting the race into three pieces completed...the process. I enjoyed the beginning. Rachel and her mother joined us. Rachel sat beside me on the couch quite closely. “Car racing,” she said. “Take me somewhere Gerald.”I smiled. “Of course. Would you like to walk or ride?”“Yes. Let’s go to the square and walk around.” I nodded. “I want to change a bit. Lose the coat and tie.” I nodded. . “Do you like it?”“Yes!”“Good!” It wasn’t everything Levi wanted to hear, but it was good enough. Grabbing a handful of Diane’s hair, he tugged her head back while delivering the pounding half of his sequence, “Come on that motherfucker, then!”The results were thoroughly satisfying; Diane went “EEEEEEEEEE!!!!” and proceeded to surge into a climax! Levi slowed down so he could enjoy the milking ripple of Diane’s cunt, growling, “That’s what I’m talking about!” He rode her slowly while she. She knew Elizabeth would accept her disciplinary control, and the way Elizabeth was taking the spanking, one that was so deliberately hard, told her she was very much in charge. Still, she fully intended to land 200 maybe 300 spanks on Elizabeth’s bottom. The red weals were surrounded by blue bruises as spank after spank flattened Elizabeth’s bottom, sending waves cascading around, never being allowed to settle. Elizabeth knew this spanking was transferring control from Mrs. Shilton to Hannah. I took one final look at Hailee as she walked away in her short shorts before she rounded the corner. The concert had gotten private trailers for all the headliners, while us backup dancers were sharing large locker rooms that reminded me of one from my high school. As we entered the locker room we told the girls that they can use the shower first and us guys would just wait until they said it was okay for us to use. It was a big room with a bunch of rows of lockers, a bathroom with several.