" He sighed. "I feel good; no, I feel great!"The doorbell rang. Carrie groaned. "Damn, that will be the folks. You answer the door. I'll need to brush...my teeth. I can't hug and kiss Mom and Dad with come breath."What about... ?" he pointed toward his hard-on."Ah hell, that'll be soft before you reach the bottom of the stairs."He laughed. "True."Carrie hurried away to brush her teeth, and Darrin answered the door on the third ring."You're early," he said to his parents. "Come in." We're early. However, he quickly caught on that I liked it, so the real punishment was when he didn’t spank me. “Kait, I have to go. Either go to the dance by yourself or don’t go at all. I really don’t care.” With those words, he hung up the phone. This sucked a ton of shit. Here was a big dance at my school, all my friends and their boyfriends were going to be there and my boyfriend refused to go. Life is just not fair. A few minutes later, I sent him a text message that read, “if you’re not going to take. There must have been some sort of water line between them that got moved because there was a hole about 3" big in the wall right next to where the potty sat.One day i was alone down there and had to go so i went into the bathroom and sat down on the potty. I waited and waited knowing i had the urge to go however it was taking forever, i decidef to touch my self while waiting and was really getting horny when i heard a noise through the wall and realized there was at least one other person down. I got good deals everywhere I went. My meat was in demand. The staples I bought were high, but not as high as meat. Coffee and tea were highest. I could afford to spend silver coins. My time in the city lingered.At a dress maker, I browsed vainly. Ships from Britain had redoubled trade for southern cotton, returning with bolts of fabric inspired by weavers as far as India. I should not have entered. Yet it was God’s grace that led me there.Enraptured by the beautiful choices of cloth, I hardly.