Maggie was tall and leggy, a cool blonde with a slim figure, small perfect high tits and lethal green narrow cat eyes. Naturally she was popular.Kelly...on the other hand, was a little on the short side. Not fat but naturally chubby with tits too big for her 14 year old frame. She had long straight brown hair and these huge innocent blue eyes. She didn’t have the skill with makeup and clothes Maggie had and was sort of a wallflower at parties. I watched as she nervously guzzled down another cup. Bad girls get spanked. And you are very good at being bad.Oh, gosh! How did he guess my secret fantasy? My husband was nice and considerate and thoughtful, but just once I’d like someone to take charge of me, to be rough with me, to bend me squirming over his lap and spank my bare bottom until it sang. Just thinking about it caused a little jolt in my groin.I sat for a moment reading and rereading, then leaned back on the toilet, spread my lips, and deliberately stroked my moistening hoo-ha. They sat at the bar, silent but glamorous in an understated sort of a way. I had been slicing some lemons and, after washing my hands, I put a Carlos Gardel CD on the player. It reflected the weather, I thought, and the effect was as if I had turned a switch to ON. The women at the bar looked at each other, and as one they silently stood and moved over to the tiny dance floor. As one they held each other in a very stylised Argentine Tango embrace, their breasts and hips pressed. " Would that will happen soon," Pelle sighed. "Once you get used to having someone around it's awfully lonely here."Pelle borrowed Tjark the donkey and the cart to ride to Lemdalen and soon his brother-in-law disappeared between the trees. He turned to the youngsters."Now, the first task for you two is to clean up. We'll fill the bathtub and then you'll wash and comb. Those rags will have to go. I'll find you something to wear. Grab a bucket each of you and follow me!"He took two buckets.