" "I'd like that," I said. We kissed again, and she led me back downstairs to the living room, where I'd left my bra and my dress. Steve was sitting ...n one of the armchairs, a towel wrapped around his waist, drink in hand, puffing on a cigar. He watched as I got dressed and then stood up to give me a kiss as Krystle zipped up my dress. "Can I give you a ride home?" he asked. "No thanks," I said. "I'd like to walk. It's not far." "I hope we can see you again," Steve said. "I'm flying home. Right away Marty was squirming and moaning, "Momma, she playing with me, I'm going to cum!"Kathy turned on Sally, "Are you finger fucking my daughter? You lezzy cunt, I'll give you something to play with!" As quick as a wink, Marty's off mom's lap and Kathy has the apprentice lez over her lap. "Mike, hang on to this little bitch, Marty, you let her legs go, you're in deep shit" With that the spanking started on a new bottom.Now it was Sally's turn to wail, "No, don't spank me, I was just. It’s what I need. I’m very hot and very ready.?Now I had instructed Karen to get a little tipsy during her date, to loosen her inhibitions. Her somewhat bold and obscene approach was not so out of character for her. She was a businesswoman with personal force and had an ?aggressive? side.Here, she’d just be aggressive in submission to her boyfriend and to me. I instructed her to text me in the bathroom immediately after her encounter.Her text to me that night read this way: ?Thank you Sir. . It was a term she struggled with as she considered it tobe gendered. There had been a debate between our schools about thebattle of the sexes. I had used a trap saying that I had often wonderedwhat it was like to be a girl and the girl debating me had fallen intoit, meaning as she asked why and I responded that I wondered what it waslike to be so inferior. It worked well, rhetorically, so we won thebattle, the debate, but lost the war.Why was that? Well, something about how I said I.