She never once peeked out at me, and as far as I knew, she was oblivious to my gawking stares."It's still hot in here, even with the air conditioner g...ing, so I decided to wear this little outfit. Is that okay with you?" she asked cheerily as she spun around in the kitchen to show me her choice. It was a baby doll outfit that barely covered much of anything. A little pink number, so see-through that I could only gulp in silence at first. Finally, I found my voice, for better or for worse:"No. At University I met lots of women but it wasn’t until I went home that day and removed her little doll that I could start to date them. At first they resembled her in some way or another. Same colour hair, same eyes but never all in one person. That would have been too much. I made up for my lack of experience with women and slept with a lot of them. I would close my eyes and think of Louise – the way it should have been with her if some monster hadn’t mown her down… And then I met my wife,. She gave me the hottest look of 'no'. She wanted it. At the meeting of my fingertip to her wrinkly tiniest of tiny holes, I shoved inward. My finger broke into her rectum, sliding all the way up through her opening ring.Her mouth popped open with a yelp. She pushed her face into my chest. Her mouth gripped the top of my pecks and she bit into me. Her feeble mouth squeezed shut as I curled my finger inside her and felt around the most moist and smooth tissue her body had to offer.As her weak jaw. She looked up more annoyed making me angry, But John, your not my father. What I am to get ? My town privileges gone another week? I bit my lip, shuffling my boots under the table and then stood up taking her by the arm and pulling her to my bedroom. I grabbed the old paddle off the wall and slung her over my lap. She kicked like a five year old so I pushed her down and held her back with my arm. I shook my head. Your fighting will be of no use and will only add to your punishment! If you.