“There is no shame in submission,” My Dad said to cheer Mike up.“You haven’t seen the way my mom does it,” Joe chuckled.“I am not talking ...bout humility training that involves humiliation,” Dad started to explain about healthy BDSM relationships and Joe told him he knew what he meant but had been making a joke. My dad takes that stuff very seriously, though.“What is the difference between humility and humiliation?” Lucy asked naively.Kyle and Charity were busy boxing things and closing up the. “Can I read it?” she smiled.“Nope,” I whispered back. “It’s not done yet.”And it sure wasn’t. I had started, erased and started over several times, toiling over the introduction. I decided to get the meat of the article done first, laying out the details and then worked my way back to the introduction. That worked much better. Now I just needed a finish.“You’re reading it anyway, aren’t you?” I said accusingly, under my breath.Jen looked cutely guilty and averted her eyes, then tried to hide a. She had it cut into a bob and styled to frame her face, the ends turned in just below her chin. The style was easy to maintain and was short enough that it did not get in the way nor was it a tool that someone could use to grab her. After spending a few moments in front of the mirror she declared herself done. There was one last item she needed to complete her ensemble and it was in a locked chest in her room.She left the bathing room and returned to her bedroom, stopping at the foot of her. All I could do was sit down at my desk trying to do the same as she continued on, reading and flipping through it."This part isn't too bad," she said smiling, once again reading. "His lips then circled my hard swollen clitoris, his tongue lashing out at it repeatedly, driving me nearly insane as his hands now likewise pinched and tweaked the hard aroused nipples of my breasts driving me to distraction." Once again she looked up in my direction. "Ok, so maybe it really isn't," she laughed,.