." Right! I walked down to a row that was right at his eye level, and sat down in a seat with no one in front of it. Then I gave him a little show." C...uld you tell if he noticed it?" Oh, he noticed, all right! Whenever I crossed my legs he would stare and lose his place in his lecture. It was just too funny!" She giggled at the memory. "Oh – then I did this!"She jumped up and sat in the chair again, this time pulling the coffee table up close to it."I kept my legs crossed for a while – he kept. I was finger fucking and licking her when suddenly she squirted on my face. The volume of her liquids was immeasurable. Shot after shot, the liquids hit on my face. It was a proud moment. Making a woman squirt is something like achieving a medal. She thanked me for the favor and took my face in between her hands and said “I’m shoo sorry I made my baby’s face dirty let me clean it”. She wiped off the liquid off my face and kissed me passionately.Now the final round was to begin. I asked her. Now, could she bring herself to leave behind even the lastpeople still standing by her? She looked one by one to the others, aquestioning gaze in her eyes. She saw them return concern and sadness."Believe me, girl," the sheriff said. "I have a daughter around yourage. If such a thing happened to her, I'd wish I could cut the throat ofthe culprit with my own hands. But unfortunately, I have to follow therules, and this time the rules play by their side." As always," Rachel thought.In the silence. After a period of this Ken had to 'climb on' to astride his Father’sknees and facing him and then lean his head over his Father’s shoulder or under his arm. In time with the slaps he would gradually be made to kneel up on his knees and the proximity of his privates to his Daddy's face made for a very discomforting discipline for the boy making him think of something he feared even morethan the spankings. His Father knew these did not allow for the very hard type of spankings he liked to.