Her pussy spasmed as she traced the outline of the folds of her pussy over her skirt with her dainty fingers.She couldn't get the taste of her husband...out of her mind. She loved the look in his eyes when she first took him into her mouth. He looked at her differently as if it was an animal lust and she couldn't wait to see it again. The sexy wife's panties were moist before she even left the house this morning. She stared at the phone and thought about calling him. She was worried that he would. ”“And I just sit and watch two movies in my short tunic? That’s it?” asked the suspicious 14-year-old. “ No more than that?”“Well, like you guessed,” replied Kathy, “ there will be a few swats with a ping pong paddle on your bare butt after you’ve given us all your street clothes and before you’ve been given your tunic.”“Actually quite a few,” said Francine, “ but only as many and just hard enough to keep your butt cheeks sore and red for when the movies begin.”“But you won’t actually be. It's one of them factories that kilt my pa." I work hard for Mr. Billy and for Misters Smith and Jones. I have almost sixty-three dollars saved up that's in the bank. I just need a chance and I kin prove how worthwhile and trustworthy I kin be."Bob got a serious look, complete with frown on his face. He scratched his chin and looked from Wayne to Jackie and back to Wayne again. He could only hold it so long, and then broke out in a big grin."Oh, go on. Get that wagon safe into storage, and get. There was a repeated thumping on the back door. A muffled male voice came through it."POLICE" There was more thumping.Gidget looked at Bob and went pale. She went to the door. As she opened it a woman's voice ... a familiar voice ... shouted "Let go of me!" The door opened and a disheveled Sunny stood there, her face smudged with dirt, her hair in disarray. Her elbow was in the grip of a tall man in a police uniform."Mrs. Winkle?" he addressed Gidget. "This woman claims to be your sister, is.