"Maybe when Megan goes to- OUCH!" She was again answered with pain, this time a not-so-gentle slap to her throbbing right boob. Jon pulled her shorts ...own forcibly and quickly, as to beat any more objections. Jessica was now squirming, yet being very careful not to object again, for fear that Jon's response would be just like the others. Jon saw Megan enter the room quietly out of the corner of his eye, having figured she knew what was transpiring. Megan kept quiet as Jon started rubbing his. I reached out for her ankle and caressed it, at first shyly, then more confidently. She didn’t move, nor did she say anything, as if she wanted to encourage me. My hand moved up and started to massage her calf. I didn’t know what exactly I was about to do, but I was highly excited. When I placed my hand over her knee, she clicked the pen a couple of times, but didn’t stop me. Her thighs felt like silk… “Debbie, the boss wants to see you,” a woman said loudly, and then went on her way. I. , a widow thirty years my senior. She would have me doing things that she couldn’t handle herself and couldn’t afford to pay for. I was glad to be of service. I was middle aged and she was really up there. As people often do, we often talked about ailments, aches and pains. One day when she sensed that I was holding back, she insisted I tell her what was troubling me. I finally told her. I had been troubled for months by an itchy butt, that at first I wiped myself too hard, then, later. The beefy redhead grabbed the cringing baby by one ear and dragged himout of the corner, and the punishment dummy flew from his mouth withan audible 'plop!' "Come with me, Baby Daphne!" she commanded. "It'stime for Mummy and Aunty Fiona to sort you out!" He wailed in fear andscrabbled for the dummy hanging from the lacy collar of his lavenderfrock. By the time he was standing in front of Mummy sitting on thelounge, it was already in his mouth and he was sucking noisily on therubber teat. Jane.