I thought that was a bit much and said so. She went on to say she didn't agree that she was a firm believer on the old saying, "Spare the rod you spoi... the child." She knew I had been a bully, no need to guess where she found this out and asked me if I enjoyed bullying others. I admitted I did, particularly boys who I obviously felt deserved it. I would fight boys who were bigger and older than me, not always winning but when I lost would come back looking for more till I would win one way or. I should have never let on that I knew she had money!That was just plain stupid!"Derek didn't reply."Look!" Ray finally said. "I'm sorry about the way I behaved yesterday.I was out of line and I know it. It's part of the reason I've been sostupid all day today too." I was guessing it was something like that," Derek replied. "But Ithink it's Mel who really needs the apology."Ray nodded. "You're right of course. Maybe I'll consider it. Maybe!But not before I get stinking sloshing. I Wasn't k**ding the Tavern Keeper, I'd been born and raised in one of the most infamous bordellos in the land. I've fallen asleep alone and woken to couples frolicking in the bed more times then I can accurately count. I was used to sexual shenanigans. But fate doesn't always call upon you when you're most prepared. In this it's often like a call of nature in that as much as you want to call it a surprise there's compelling evidence you should've seen what was coming. Like those several. Look straight at the camera with those beautiful eyes. So nice.”Once my uncle was ready, we moved over to a large shade tree and he leaned me against its trunk. “OK, go ahead and lift your skirt. Show me that pretty little pussy.” I tried a few different poses while holding up my skirt to expose my clean-shaven pussy. My uncle seemed pleased. “Yes, yes, more like that. Keep working around the tree.” As I continued to pose for my uncle, I noticed someone approaching behind him. I immediately.