He helped Rana stand and turn around into his arms. She still had her tennis shoes on.They stood there for a while; their sweaty bodies pressed agains... each other, while he held her and caressed her shoulders and back. She laid her head against his shoulder and sighed, her thick hair tickling his neck.“That was wonderful,” she said dreamily. “I never thought of doing it that way, you know?”“I never did it that way before either.”They kissed, a soft languid kiss, with no tonguing, but light. If it were not for you, Karen Chan could not be alive because her mother would have been dead long ago. I could go on and on, Daddy, but I won't. You're just the finest father who has ever lived. I love you so very much and I so very much want you to be proud of me, sometimes, too."At that comment, Ken began weeping uncontrollably while at the same time holding the little girl tightly. Susan had her arms around his neck and was hugging as tightly as she could. "Be proud of you sometimes?" he. Molly was there as she and Joe had arranged, but occasions like these served to reinforce Jeannie’s view of her world and what she was. ‘Why don’t you act like my assistant, Jeannie?’ Joe asked. ‘Great idea, Master! I mean, sir,’ she said, winking at him as she headed over to open the door. ‘Uh, hello,’ Molly said, nervously. Was she at the right place? Then again, this woman did look a bit porny. ‘Hello, I’m Joe’s assistant. Are you here for an appointment?’ Jeannie asked? ‘Yes! Yes, I am.. Now satisfied that my cock is out of their way, they return to slapping my balls. She slaps, he wails, I try to complain. The pain in my ball sack is getting intense, but the punishment and my protests continue for several minutes when I hear. "He talks to fucking much I think, but I know something that would shut him up, are you game?" "Sure," she says, "I told him before you arrived, that he doesn't know enough to shut his fucking mouth!" I hear what sounds like him whispering something.