We sat to every meal together at that table, offering prayer every time. It was work station, operating theater, bier, and had been on occasion barric...de.The center leg was revealed when the catch was sprung to expand the table with inserted leaves, and one of the brads holding the brass manufacturers plate on was a long pin, two were fakes, and one was a swivel. Under that plate was a slot sawn through the wood into the hollow center leg, and down that slot had poured tens of pounds of silver. A very embarrassed Fiona ushered Kelly into Kelly's bedroom as her daughter repeated the question, "Who have you got in there?" It doesn't matter who but please don't tell your father," replied an almost shaking Fiona.Kelly tried to push past her mother, "I want to see who it is," she said but Fiona gripped her arms."It is Steve Taylor. Okay?" responded Fiona.Steve Taylor was Fiona's best friend's son and was only a couple of years older than Kelly."Steve Taylor? How long has this been going. It seems to me like you WANTED to interrupt and you knew exactly what you were doing. Looks like someone is asking to be punished. With that I brought my hand down as hard as I could against her ass, slapping it so hard her thighs jiggled and a red mark was left. She let out a soft scream and wimpered Im sorryy!! I slapped her ass again, harder this time say it again. I demanded. My little slut wasted no time. Im sorry I interrupted Master, Im very sorry. I slapped her ass two more times, each. Avatar-holograms for Captain Pierce Masters, Helva and, Bossie were arranged across from those physically present. Ostensibly there as hostess and gofer, was June – Mom – the sometimes concubine of Gunny or Melody or Vivie as whim and occasion suited. In reality, she was there as an eavesdropper and a consultant, again as the situation suited.It was almost too funny; June had been instructed to chime in whenever she felt she had something to offer, but Bossie had been told to zip it. Inkie.