"It's okay, just relax," Shane stepped inside the house and called out for his mother "Mom! Where are you?"Thia looked around her and admired the hous... and its classic furniture so much. The hall was big, the floor made of marble, a huge chandelier hanging in the middle; there wasn't a lot of furniture in the hall, but it looked beautiful. On the right there were three closed doors, on the left a big window, it looked on a pool that seemed to be surrounding the whole place."I'm here Shane, come. " "It does. But the way you'd bring this up is, as you guess, no not springing it on someone like that. What my guess is you're looking for, is for the unknown element that comes with submission, as well as punishment. You'd basically need the polar opposite of that for it to really work for the two of you; someone who likes to subject." She blushes again and exhales, brushing some hair out of her face with an involuntary movement. "I've never actually done any of this stuff. Can't really see. "No, your mother is out at her bridge club," Ernie answered handing her a glass of iced lemonade. "And I was just watching some television." "What were you watching?" Jackie asked after taking a long pull of the cool drink. The sugary sweet lemonade would make her unborn son a little rambunctious, a feeling she always found comforting. She eyed her father, waiting for his response as he fidgeted nervously before her. Did his sweats just twitch? Ernie couldn't help but notice that his daughter's. "I heard that too,what if it really fuckin' hurts," Orla said ,concerned."Then beg them to stop,tell them you bruise easily and your going out Saturday night," Jason laughed."They're gonna slap you too ,Jason, what do you think of that?" Sandra said." They can slap all they like,it will make me horny as fuck," Jason laughed out load a nun standing nearby hushed him with a stern look. All three sank into the pew as if trying not to be noticed..About fifteen minutes had passed when the door of.