I looked like a girl."I was going to wear a French Maids outfit for the week so I think it'sonly fair you wear your makeup and wig," Liberty said.What...next, panties? I thought.I heard my father's voice then repeating those words. "There comes atime in a man's life, Anthony, when he has got to wear a bra!"The following day I woke to find my boxer short drawer was empty save fora pair of unmistakably feminine black lace panties...I clung to the notion that this was Liberty's way of telling me. They opened a book of rhymes and he read them out slowly with her, putting his finger on each word and guiding her along the passages to make sure she understood the concept of rhyming. “The mouse bounced around to run away from the cat who pounced on the lawn,” he read slowly for the little girl in his lap. He removed the thumb in her mouth and replaced it with a pacifier. While she sucked and read, he put his hand in the back of her diaper. She was wet, but not soaking. Still, time for a. I asked if I could step out inthe hall to discuss it with my wife, and he said, better yet, I willleave the room. Just tell my secretary when you are ready.When he left the room I asked Mary Lou. "What do you think?" What have you got to lose? Three days to Hartford? We haven't hadany time off in two years, let's call this a well deserved littlevacation. I say, go with him."I called him back in and told him that its a deal. He said he wouldprepare the contracts and he even recommended that. Could she sense my feelings? My desire? She didn’t sound quite so sure of herself as she had a moment ago. I wondered why. And I wondered why she seemed so keen on spanking me. It was the second time she’d mentioned it.I glanced at Kate’s strong, bare legs, and imagined myself across them as she spanked me.‘Okay,’ I whispered.Taken aback by my reply, Kate stepped back, and nearly smacked into the iron railing fence behind her.‘Okay? What do you mean, okay?’ she sounded genuinely surprised at my.