When the movie ended, I sat quietly for a while contemplating my next move."Any problem, Billy?" No. Not really a problem. I missed you a lot, Emma. W...at I really want very much is to make love to you tonight. Not just make out. I really want us to make love, like, all the way. And I don't want it to be in the car. I want it to happen in a comfortable surrounding where we can enjoy each other without having cramps afterwards." I was hoping so much that you'd say that. I've been wanting you to. But time had healed all that, and we both moved on with our lives.Last winter, about six months ago now, I got word that Mrs. Taylor and her husband had split up. I didn't really know too much about it - I kinda figured it was because Paul had moved away from home. I know that they had been having problems for a while—I just assumed that once Paul graduated college and was planning on staying back east, they just thought it was time to end it.I was just about to head for home when I noticed. ‘Is that all you’re going to be eating?’ He asked in a low voice, concerned that what happened last night would affect her health. She lifted one dark eyebrow. ‘I’m not very hungry this morning, my lord.’ When he looked at her closely, he saw the slight shadows under her eyes and knew that she hadn’t had a pleasant night either. He silently cursed himself. ‘I want to speak to you privately tonight, Penelope.’ He shook his head. ‘No. Don’t argue with me. I’ll see you tonight.’ Penelope opened. “You would be able to make me do the same thing,” Waverly assured her.“Are we talking about just a day?” the girls asked me if that is what I had in mind. I didn’t expect they’d let me define their turnabout rules.“I think to understand how it feels to submit and have consequences, you should spend at least a week serving each other,” I suggested while trying to suppress my wicked grin. I was trying to appear helpful, but I was fantasizing about two girls spanking each other’s asses.“You.