It’s not important enough to bother your father.”“Okaaay,” Peter looked at his grandfather curiously. “Why did you want it? I’ve got some ...ellets somewhere round here I think.”“Get them put up in the loft with the pistol then. In fact, it might be a good idea to get the whole lot out of the house sooner rather than later.”“Why? It’s not illegal is it?”“Technically no. At least I think not. But there was a Political Officer in town this morning harping on about recidivism, anti-revolutionaries,. ” Biting his lip, the man paused, then nodded, handing her the money.“Thanks, sweetie.” She quickly counted the bills before pushing the wad deep into her purse and setting it out of his reach. “Now, let me see your cock. I promise you’re gonna love this.”Mallory knelt on the seat, wetting her lips while the man unbuckled his pants. She felt her nipples hardening as she watched him deftly open his fly. This was a moment she'd learned to enjoy. Each guy was unique, and the state and size of his. He was smart enough to know that belt marks could raise the issue of abuse if seen by a teacher, so he bought a paddle that did not leave much in the way of bruises. Ed seemed to delight more in humiliating Suzanne than in actually hitting her. He always hit her over her panties. Later in her life Suzanne quit wearing underwear, largely because the sight of panties always reminded her of the hours spent in her father’s den. She even hated seeing Amy’s lingerie catalogs in her mailbox. Time went. She grabbed us some fresh beers out of the fridge along with 2 premade salads to eat while the main course cooled enough to eat. Asking me what dressing I wanted I told her Ranch and all she did was smile and wink at me. Once we finish our salads she dished up an amazing chicken parmigiana that I said was even better than my own surprising her. I then told her that I have always loved cooking and the next time I would be the chef. She readily agreed but said only time would tell after tonight.