To something a lot more complicated and important than that. I think that’s probably what Shannon picked up on.Anyway, when she finally calmed down....Then she wanted details. She’d been horrified, but when she saw nobody had grown a third eye or something, curiosity replaced horror. It was easier just to show her than tell her, so that’s what we did.Believe it or not, Shannon made more noise than either Brinn or I did, and all she did was watch. But I suspect one reason she was such a drama. But I'm not done yet"Catherine could barely concentrate on what her father was saying. The nipple clamps were causing her so much pain that her mind was almost fully focused on her tits and the waves of pain shooting up from her clamped nipples. However she was still conscious of two things. One her pussy was getting even wetter and two her father was reaching into the bag on the bed. She thought she had reached her limit but when he pulled his arm back and struck her tits with the cat-o-nine. The next day, after everyone had left, I went down to Tim’s room. I found Jen’s stockings laying there, and I took them. I still have them hidden in my room as a souvenir of an amazing night that I will never forget. I’ll always remember the first girl that I fucked in the new decade, in the year 2010-or as I call it, the year two thousand Jen.EpilogueSo for those interested, here is what has happened between us since then and now (end of February, 2010). We haven’t had sex again,. The run home was pretty uneventful, although the seam of my shorts irritated my pussy and made it dampen from the stimulation. I was exhausted when I finally staggered into the yard.All the doors were locked and I found Sheila sunning herself in the back yard. “Did you follow my instructions?” she asked.“Yes, ma’am,” I replied.“Take off your clothes,” she ordered. Fortunately, the yard was surrounded by a tall hedge. I stripped, then bent over so she could smell my breath. “Good girl,.