She abruptly stopped playing, put the guitar down and said to me, “You know how to dial a phone, fucker? I ought to put my foot in your ass, but ... won’t, because, finally, Carrie and you finally figured out you were supposed to be together.” Mary turned to Carrie and said, “It took you two long enough,” then hugged Carrie. Carrie hugged Mary and said, “Well, we weren’t too smart about that, until now. And it was my fault he didn’t call; I had him rather occupied last night.” Mary. We were just about to return to the house when there was a pounding of horses hooves, and 6 men rode past the house, shooting their pistols in our direction. It's difficult to fire aimed shots at night because the muzzle flash ruins your night vision, so I was more concerned about them hitting us by accident than by intention.I pushed Barbara to the floor and drew my pistol. I did not really expect to hit anybody, but I did start shooting in their direction. I'm sure my first shot hit one of. He took a deep breath. “I've been thinking.” He startled me. “About what you said.” I expected him to call me a cunt again, but that wasn't until later. “OK.” “About a good spanking.” I was dumbstruck. “Spanking?” “Yeah.” He grinned into his glass. I waited and he let me wait. “What do you mean?” I didn't want to ask. “I mean you said you deserved to be spanked.” He wasn't kidding. I didn't mean it and told him. “So you're not sorry.” He taunted me. “Of course I am!” I claimed. I dove to his. She was certainly enjoying the smoke and the sun and giving me some good eye candy, “Why don’t you open your shirt and pull up your skirt a bit, you get the sun better” I suggested softly.Trish looked up, her eyes wide and a little red and reclining the chair slightly she opened her shirt exposing her little bee stings, she smiled as she pulled her skirt up exposing the gusset of her white cotton panties, I was already feeling a twinge in my shorts and a bulge was quickly appearing.“Oooh sir,.