She had never seen her grandfather this angry.Martin raised the belt once more and struck her again, WHAPP! And then he struck her a sixth time. She s...reamed hysterically.Martin paused as he heard her heart felt screams and he looked down at her panty clad bottom. He could see the thick red stripes the belt had left across her bottom. They were visible beneath her thin panties. Wicked smudges of red marked the bare flesh that peeked out from beneath the elastic legs of her panties. He knew he. “Brian, let’s go, I can’t afford anything here. I’m going to just get my SUV fixed and be done with it.” she told me.By now, our salesman was walking back up to us, leather portfolio in hand. She leaned into the car, smiling warmly at me.“Nice isn’t it?” she asked.“Not bad, I like it, can we take it out for a drive?” I asked.“We sure can, let me get the keys.” she answered, heading back inside.“Brian, what are you doing, I can’t afford this. Please, let’s go.” she pleaded.“After we test drive. She had liked him from the outset when he came for her help during the flu epidemic. The driver training, particularly the chats on the way to and fro from the old airfield, had increased that. The initial shyness had evaporated and they had been at ease with each other. At the same time Terry had never shown any familiarity. This invitation had come as a complete surprise but she thought that she had responded reasonably. All the same, right at the beginning he had said he was steering clear. Contact with my hand had excited him and at attention, a long affair, dark, and the base occupied all the hole, and, damn it! I had touched, that sucks, but look at him, pounding anxiously waiting for another approach, with the rod of at least 20 cm, and a bit dark and shiny. Cheeky but magnificent in its erection. I was surprised, nervous, incredulous surprise, the novelty of this company which violated my privacy and the size. Annoyed but intrigued by the events I looked better. We were alone.