"You still need to ask?" I responded."I meant the particulars," Judy said. "I, for one, want to hear some more of that journal later. Right now, I'm p...etty hungry. Why don't you build up the fire again and we can eat in here?" I'll second that," I said. Judy started towards the closet where I knew she had a robe hung. "Hold it a second," I said, and she stopped and turned back towards me. "Let's do like I said yesterday and stay naked all day. Maybe all weekend."Her face lit up like a bulb.. She looked at Sophie. She could see Sophie’s nipples were hard and prominent, poking through the fabric of her little navy dress. The thought that this might be turning Sophie on even half as much as it turned Carolyn on made her pussy drip even more.“You know what the worst of it was, Evelyn?” Sophie’s voice broke Carolyn’s reverie. “I don’t even think your mother realised just what a bitch she was. She just didn’t care about anyone else, only herself.”As the pain of the cane ripped through. Inwardly she was delighted with herself. Am I... flirting with him?“Yeah, that was... more effective than I thought it would be,” Brian admitted, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. He let his gaze travel down her pink lips to the smooth white lines of her neck. “But, can you really still be confident, when you don’t know what I might have up my sleeve?”“Convention passes and a weird charm,” she answered smartly, pleased with herself, and leaned forward with growing confidence. “I’m ready for. Jon did that for me a lot, here this little bimbo just called them on her own. Well, I could call them on my own, too, but still. Jon finally broke the ice with, ‘Lee, I am sorry.’ ‘Please go make my bed.’ I told him, not looking at him. He hesitated, but went back into my bedroom. He came back out in a few minutes carrying the sheets and blankets. I smiled when I saw he was smart enough to replace the blankets and top cover, too. Jon had finished dressing. He opened his mouth but I.