”I squealed then and wriggled hard, but that only made the clamps on my nipples move and caused me more pain, which in turn made my pussy all the ho...ter. Just what the hell was going on with me?Seconds later Seven started spanking my ass, all thoughts were lost somewhere around the 10th stroke and I could feel my juices sliding down my inner thigh but I was past caring.“You are a bad girl Ensign. Making a mess on the floor like that, I’ll have to punish you for it.”The back of my mind wonder. Week after week, she'd take a day off from her library job to go protest with the women of her church.There were a few clinics in the city they lived. It wasn't a huge city but it was big enough for three high schools, four libraries, two movie theaters and many restaurants. They took turns going from one clinic to the next and would check with the other women and men of the church to see who wanted to protest in what clinic.She saw how they attacked many young women and scolded them about. "That was too much and Grace knew it. She sat back, mouth open at what she'd said.John sat very still. He didn't move a muscle, and just held the table, to stop his hands making fists."I think you'd better just go Grace. I see nothing has changed," he said, in a very low and controlled voice."No Dad. Not till I understand what happened. You ran out. You just vanished. Didn't you love us any more? What happened? I know about the shit with Mom, but you threw her away Dad. You pushed her into. If that had really been her concern, she should not have worried. In those days even the centerfolds in men's magazines sometimes sported a full messy bush. Only a few of the women on the beach were fully shaved and almost none of the men. I bought us all ice cream at the concession stand and afterward we joined in the inevitable game of beach volleyball. The girls were much better at this than I was. The sand was soft and my bare feet sank deep with each step. The girls had brought beach.