"Allan, the three of us have been talking about you and the attack on you. I've been in touch with Northumberland Police and had a very interesting co...versation with them. Has anything struck you about your attack?" Well, the police were convinced that it wasn't a random mugging but a deliberate attack. They kept questioning me about whether I was involved in drug dealing or protection rackets. I couldn't remember my name, and they thought that I was lying about that. It wasn't pleasant. I was. But you better hurry up and look. Time is running out. Or do youwant me to make another phone call?"Tom knew the threat was genuine and scurried around the house to get thechange. While he was in the bedroom, he quickly removed the bra thinkingit was now safe to do so. After a few minutes he had gathered up what hehoped would be enough for the bus. "So much for that beer," he thought."I have the money for the bus Princess Dee. I had best be going if I amto make that bus." Tom implored. He. The slap of my palm on her bare ass echoed around the park. Jess flinched as my hand landed squarely on her cheek. It was apparent that I didn’t paddle her as lightly as Mitchell might have thought.Smiling, he counted. “One.”Again my hand landed squarely on her ass, only harder this time. Jess screamed at the pain.“Two,” Mitchell counted.By the time that we reached five, Mitchell looked worried as his mother began to sob. At ten, I slowly rubbed her very red ass cheeks and looked at. I quickly grabbed her hand and said, “Trisha! Stop that!”She stopped for a few seconds, then pushed her hand further down until it arrived at the ragging bulge in my shorts. “Well, well. What is that?”“Trisha. We should not do this.” My resistance was gone completely even though I said those words.“Your hard cock is saying something entirely different.”Her face was still near mine, so she pushed forward and our lips met for the first time, and it was like an electric shock had traveled through.