I smiled when I heard the shower turn on. I then started to make dinner but I couldn't help but think what my son was doing while hes in the shower. I...wonder how big his cock has gotten since he was a boy. I couldn't help it anymore. I took the bowl off the stove and I slowly walked up the stairs. I gently opened the door my heart pounding in my rib cage. I thought it was going to jump out of my body any moment.I opened the door enough for me to slip in. I saw Jason's body outline in the. " That's good, Mrs. Thorpe, I'm happy I could help." I would like to thank you in person, Mr. Pulaski. Maybe you could come over to dinner with us one day this week." Sure Mrs. Thorpe, but not unless you call me Johnny."She laughed then, something about it sounded as if she didn't do it much. "Okay, Johnny, and it's Kayla to you."We worked out the arrangements and agreed on Wednesday evening at six. She gave me her address and phone number before we rang off. I was happy the little girl seemed. When Mr. Jones demanded I was to lay across his lap and be spanked for each misdemeanour at first I admit I was scared, I am not a fan on pain. It was only when I went to lay across his lap did I realise the reaction I had on him. I had never seen such a large tent in his suit trousers, all I could picture was his stiff cock underneath. I didnt expect him to slide his fingers up my ass to lift the skirt so he had me fully exposed to be spanked. Knowing that it was me that made his erection so. Early settlers came here in search of suitable land to grow their crops. Tobacco, cotton, soy beans and the apple orchards that bloom this time of year. I have a pecan tree in the yard and the song of the blue jay comes from it. I live in a little shanty. A small place where relaxing is easy. I read and eat from the same place. A small table just off the kitchen with a window next to it. A small bedroom with a twin bed just right for me, and a bathroom that has that unique odor of well water.