She felt a little more relaxed but still wanted something she couldn’t have yet. After her second drink, she decided it was time to go home. She pai... the bills for her drinks.She got up, thanked the bartender and left to make her way home. Fuming, she stormed out of the discotheque. She was tipsy and accidentally booked a shared ride on her phone app. She felt too lazy to change it and waited by the curb for it to arrive.“Shit, I shouldn’t have had these many drinks,” she thought. The alcohol. That's Steve, my husband, and our friend, Kevin."I said, "I'm Janice. This is my friend, Laura. My husband, Bennie is around somewhere. He should be here in a few minutes. We've been exploring and are headed home to Preservation in Georgia. We saw your fire and decided to check it out. Laura was right. It wasn't a natural fire, you set it." Yes," Steve said, "We were hoping to get some attention but we over-did it. Fortunately, Walton didn't have much in it that would be useful left."Marsha. She was giggling and thrashing half across his lap. "Stop! Pleaseee stop! I got to go peeee!"Her hair had gone wild. Somewhere under all her hair, she was panting hard. She swept her tiny little hand over her face so she could see. Her eyes were shining from her struggle to free herself. Her hands still rested over his. She made no effort to move."Now, are you going to do what I told you?" He hoped she wouldn't.In her best little bratty girl voice she said, "Nuh uh!" Was that even a word?"All. Instead of being frightened, Jill seemed to relish the adventure, even when I told her I was going to spank her bare-tail. I had to go through with the dare then, so I removed her halter top, shorts and little white panties. She was such a lovely sight with nothing on but her leather san-dals that I could hardly control my excitement. I sat on a chair and put her in front of me, telling her that part of her punishment was to have to stand naked in front of me while I inspected her. She, too,.