" "Thanks. I haven't had time to do much looking around." "Any more news on Evan?" Ryan sat on the edge of her bed and dropped some more papers to the...floor. "Nothing new. Dad's still pissed, but give Evan some credit—he's not budging. At least since Evan has a scholarship, Dad can't threaten to pull the plug on tuition." "That's good. Has your dad left you alone?" "Yeah. JT called and started in on me, but I hung up on him." "You go, girl!" Lara grinned. Ryan gave her a wry grin. "Thanks.". Standing there before me was the hottest little thing I had seen in years. She was the spitting image of her mother almost twenty years ago.She was everything her mother was almost twenty years ago. She was 5 foot 4 inches tall and 115 pounds. She had long tan legs, a thin waist, and ample tits. Her tan skin stood out against her long blonde hair and deep brown eyes. She had on a pair of tight spandex gym shorts like you would see a volleyball player wear. Her tank top was cut low to allow her. Someone had gone to great and unusual lengths to try to put him in the ground. If not for the bravery of an incredibly foolish and loyal boy, it would have worked. The arrow was strange, and the magic tied to it stranger still. Whatever dark spell had been enchanted on the arrow, it was nothing he’d ever heard of before but he was certain it did not come cheaply. Rael carefully tucked the arrow under his cot and removed his boots and his wool jerkin before stretching his long frame out on his. Chrissie then instructed Amelie to lay on her front, which she obeyed eagerly. Now face down, Amelie was unable to see what was coming next. But it wasn’t long before it became clear. Chrissie spanked her pert bottom, lightly at first, just to see if Amelie would object. But when the slap evoked a contented sigh Chrissie proceeded with the spanking. After each slap was delivered expertly to each cheek, Wendy and Marie took turns applying ice cream to the area and licking it off. Amelie’s head.