After a while she told me to get out one of my dildos and some lube and so I did. I had 5 seconds to do so and I took a little too long which led into...further punishment. I had to slap myself continously everytime I failed to do something perfectly right. She then told me to get some lube out but just a third of the amount of the toothpaste I would put on my brush which was like almost nothing on my fingertip. She then told me to put that lube at the tip of my dildo and spread it with my mouth. ..yada yada. I drank the rest of my beer and another and excused myself for a bathroom break. When I came back, I noticed Cody had put a movie in and was kicked back on the couch, sipping his beer and watching.It was the beginning of an old western, one that I'd seen more than a few times. "I love this one," I said, "It's got one of the best gunfight scenes I've ever seen," Yeah, no doubt, Robert Duvall kicks it in this one."We watched it for awhile, but I think Cody got a little bored, because. ”What his wife said seemed to echo the behavior of his daughter and all the things he had heard about her. They lived in a small town and rumors and news spread quickly and easily. One day about 2 years earlier John had been at the local store and over heard some high school guys talking about Becky. He was able to join the conversation because they didn’t know he was her father and he looked young enough to be an acquaintance of hers. Within a few minutes he was astounded by what he. You get his permission, we start tomorrow.”“Can I get permission from mama?”“That’ll work too.”I’ll be honest, I was kind of excited. I went shopping with Becky and Addy, and we looked at a bunch of stuff, but this time instead of sighing about how I’d never get any of this stuff, I smiled and thought, ‘soon’. We tried on a bunch of stuff at Zara, and Addy bought some things. On the way back, we even stopped at Ross and Becky picked up a few gifts. Addy insisted I try on this dark emerald green.