My sister, Bonnie Jo, is twenty-nine and looks exactly like my mom; Stacy is twenty-five, beautiful, and twice as smart as she is good-looking; and Ma...y, thirteen, is the youngest. My dad is forty-seven, strict and religious. My mother is forty-seven, and loves my father, but isn’t as old fashioned as Dad.Everyone is on their own and married except myself; and Mary, of course, is still home and in school. Dad is employed as a welder for one of the auto plants and works all the overtime he. After the last time, I’d pretty much despaired of finding the ‘right girl’. Part of this was caused by a belief that I was ‘too weird’ for a serious relationship. Or, at least, this had been my self image; one of disgust with my own perversities. For, you see, I’d craved a fantasy woman since my teen years. This fantasy woman was strict and quick to discipline me with harsh spankings. I truly don’t know the origin of my obsession but I know that since I was a teenager I’d had these thoughts.I’d. .. a stop at the corner to display your panties with clamps on your nipples and your nose to the walls for 5 minutes... or more slave.What will it be slave?A: i'm so very sorry Mistress but i just can not bring myself to shave anything at this time.OrB: You're off to shower and shave... "Click Here" ONLY once you are back from your shower and are freshly cleaned and shaved and of course wearing at minimum, your panties...A: You can't help but think it might be fun but then again, you think more. Donna’ Philosophy Donna is a beautiful individual, physically and temperamentally. She had revealed a certain insecurity, you may remember, when I invited her to join me and my colleagues at the dinner dance. I did not in any way see myself in a Pygmalion type relationship with her, however. In fact it was rather the opposite. I found that she gave me new insight almost every time we discussed anything of importance. I loved her enquiring mind and the fact that, though almost entirely self.