Look in the mirrors again. The bank entrance looked as trustworthy as ever. There, someone going into the bank. Her heart thumped in her throat as she...held her hand close to the ignition key.Suddenly, the door opened and two men walked out briskly. One guy dressed in bright clothes with orange hair, the other one, big and strong, dressed in black. Her guy. Her husband. She started the car. For a split-second she was afraid it wouldn't start, but at the third turn of the starter motor the engine. I told her that I am used to riding in rain.But she insisted me to come inside and leave after the rain stops. I knew that too much hesitation is not good for me and my dick. Once inside the hall, she lifted her son and made him sit on the dining table as his shoes was wet. She closed and bolted the main door and opened a door leading to kitchen or laundry. I stood near her son who was sitting on the dining table.Meanwhile she came back with towel for me and one for her kid, but it was when she. Half awaken again, back to the clock, back to sleep and back to searching for the makings of my bonfire. One o'clock, two-thirty, three-forty-five, five-fifteen, on and on, and that fire never seemed to get lit.By seven a.m. I'd had enough. Though I knew I'd been tossing and turning all night somehow the cat was still there, its tail still touching me. It was a remarkably comforting feeling, I was quickly finding out why people loved their pets so much. But it was definitely time to start the. “Why?” I asked nervously. “I said ‘come here’. What part did you not understand?” “What are you doing?” I asked. “You’ll see. Come here.” I walked towards him and I got the feeling something wasn’t right. I tried to keep a “safe” distance. “Come closer,” he ordered. “Why?” I asked. “Because you’re going to get a spanking, that’s why.” I couldn’t control my laughter as I grabbed my mouth and clutched my stomach in amusement. “Yeah right, I’ll let you put me in jail first before I let you spank.