But he did not. A half moon rose over the horizon, casting an eerie light on the grass and the water. At last he rose, and she sighed with relief. To ...er dismay, he reached for her hands and pulled her to her feet. Not knowing what he would do, or what he wanted, she slowly turned and began to walk. He followed her, one half pace behind her left shoulder. The path led to the parking lot, and she thought soon she would be across it and inside her apartment. Usually she didn't hurry there; it was. She looked at him quizzically. "Yea, Dad. Why?" "Remember how you were taught your lesson?" A look came over her face that was hard to describe. She went pale and stammered,"Dad, that was twenty years ago. I was a little girl. I'm a grown woman now. You can't expect...." He took her hand firmly. "You are still an irresponsible little girl who needs to be taught a lesson." She glanced back at me. "Joe's going to leave the room, right?" I started to. Otherwise I'll not allow you to be a maid." But I like to get spanked." After their conversations Chuck had foundthat he'd like to be tied up and punished. All in all - he really wantedDonna to tie him up and force him home - No! He wanted her to force himto the school. There they would laugh - but after that they would forcehim to go to school dressed in the girl school uniform.He said nothing about that - of course."That's your problem. I've had enough of it. I told you many months agothat. What would happen when genitals came into play?“I take it you were suitably impressed?” She cooed pleased with the effect it had had on me. She leaned back, her arms behind her head.“You know, I have an ulterior motive for doing this walk.” I said, deciding the time was right.“Oh, and what’s that?” Lydia was suitably intrigued. So I told her, complete with describing the events of the two previous nights. I’d just about finished my tale when a clearly horny Lydia leaned over once more and I was.