She languidly let the soft fuzziness of sleep leave her and warmly thought about last night--and the long, wonderfully delicious parade of days and ni...hts since that fateful weekend when she and Sandy had been blackmailed.She propped herself up on her elbows and saw that her daughter was standing at the window, peeking through the thin sheer netting of the curtains. Sandy was naked, just as she'd been when she had peacefully drifted into sleep after she and Alice had sucked and tongued each. ‘You can because you want to sail home in three days. You can because I’ve already secured your passage. You can because I am a man with desires and we made a deal.’ She stood before him, unsure what to do. He made up her mind for her, twirling her body and deftly taking her across his lap, face down, as he sat on the sofa. Without warning his hand came sailing downward, making stinging contact with the round mounds of her derriere. She screamed, and he warned he softly that for every scream. My property, d'you understand? To do with as I please. Hmmm, I think I'll have you in pink this morning." He bleated again as she picked out her pink satin ruffle blouse and whisked it off its hanger. "Arms!" she ordered. He turned to be dressed in it, and soon he was buttoned down the front and at his wrists. "You won't need these," she said, pulling her panties off his penis and down to his feet. He stepped out of them, his penis rigid and at her mercy. She held it again to lead him where she. How wrong I was going to be.The trip to the cinema did happen. I met the lady (Debra) outside the cinema for a 'Chick' flick. She was a rather tall slim lady (with a nice figure and a blonde cropped hairstyle) who was probably in her late forties and who was dressed in a leather jacket and denim skirt. Not what I was expecting. I am not tall, only a slim 5ft 4 ins tall, and had to look up to her so I tried not to laugh. She turned out to be quite bossy (and fussy) and this would come out more.