"Are you ready for this, slut?" Calling her slut for the first time gave me a thrill and she seemed to be enjoying it as well. "Oh yes, just start wit... it now." SPANK! I swished the ruler really hard. She shouted aloud in pain, but I didn't stop. Two more spanks, and I stopped. "How is it? Do you want me to continue?" I asked, concerned whether that was getting too much for her. "I will tell you to stop when it gets too much. Don't stop till I say so." She said, in between deep breaths and. I felt like I was in a horror movie and something was playing a game with me. I shifted my tone, trying to sound more confident than I really felt. “Where are you, Sebastian?”“I am here,” he said, and the statue turned to face me.My heart raced. I held my ground though, and looked the statue over. It resembled a butler in a tuxedo. Whomever carved the thing even added a receding hairline and little mustache. “If you’re not a magical construct, then what are you?”“What do I look like?” asked the. His friend looked a little older, maybe in his early sixties, and was a bit on the shorter side, but he was very muscular, and it turned out he was a retired gym instructor. He had jet black hair and a small goatee beard, not my favorite look but handsome in a very rugged way.We met and chatted, with both guys giving us plenty of compliments and openly eyeing us up. Their English was excellent, obviously with a slight accent, but way better than my Spanish. Once we had some drinks, the talk got. Did you make love to her?" It was a him, not a her?" Oh, did you fuck him?"They both laughed, little did my son know we knew."It was Skip Jackson, they have moved back in town, he and his cute wife, Sally." Oh so you want to fuck her?" Peggy was cracking herself up."I already did mom, in high school. I may again. She and Dawn spent quite a bit of time together this week. She and Skip are like Dawn and I?" Swingers?" Well we don't consider it that. We are more selective. But they like to share.