She likes being told what to do! She likes being embarrassed!This was never my plan when I took those pictures of her this morning. I took them for my...own pleasure. I took them because I couldn’t resist when presented with the opportunity.But I love where this is going. And now I realize this is turning her on, too. She’s trying very hard to make me think she hates it. She’s acting like a poor innocent victim. But I’m willing to bet that when those shorts come down I’m going to see a dark and. Point is did I care not really I just wanted Barbra with her bra of and jeans if I lost from there who cares. So to the game First hand went Barbra's way I lost my shoes second I lost as well top off there was me in just my shorts and she was fully dressed and laughing, next hand I won shoes went then I won again jumper off could I get at least to her bra yes I could another win and off came the blouse. So me in a pair of shorts and a hard-on Barbra in jeans and her bra I really wanted to see. All credibility that she once had as the form hard case had long since disappeared thanks to Miss Downey’s small right hand. “Thud!” Helen looked at the class. They were still sitting there shocked. Good, she thought. Conscious that they still had lots of things to sort out and that break-time was fast approaching, Helen decided to administer the final two strokes quickly and then return the classroom to normality. She raised the brush above her head and brought it crashing down, landing the. “Daddy, that smells delicious, how can we help?” I asked, which snapped him out of his trance. He was still staring at my chest which was still uncovered since the towel just draped over my shoulders.“I got things under control,” he stuttered. I wasn’t sure he was referring to the grilling or the large bulge I noticed in daddy’s shorts.“Why don’t you girls go and change out of your bikinis into something comfortable and meet me down here in about ten minutes,” he continued. “The burgers should.