You know your mother. When she gets an idea in her head it's hard for her to wait." Oh, yes," Catalina sighed. "Do I ever know that!"It was getting da...k by the time they gave up hunting, still without a clue. It was clear that Bonnie wasn't in Amherst, but where she was going or how she got there was a mystery."Jesus," Catalina said as they headed back to Wychbold in her car. "I don't know what to do next." Me, either," Roger agreed. "She knew you have the hearing the day after tomorrow, and I. Donald works all the way down her legs then, spanking over and over with the small headed crop to make her so rosy for him. All Emma is able to do is say “Thank you” over and over to him as he does. ‘Why does this so pleasure her?’ they both think.After he has finished with the crop and she is rosy from head to feet, he puts the crop away and sits in the armchair which is across from the rack. Emma is starting to tire from her legs pulled so far apart by the bar, and her arms cuffed above. She walked down the hall and entered the room with the green door. My curiosity began to get the best of me, what in the world were dogs doing in this shoot, with naked girls. I stood up, and walked to the entrance to the hallway, I stood there for a bit wondering what was going on, and should I snoop. After all it was my first day and I had no instructions so I could plead ignorance if I got into trouble. I walked down to the green room door, and cracked it open just so I could peak inside.. So I present them here as a double-feature… Thinking About Saturday Night I cant believe Im rubbing myself off again, thinking about what happened Saturday night. What is this, the fifth time? The sixth? And its only Tuesday morning. Thinking about Scott and me having sex in the same room with my sister Cathy and her husband Carl. That was hot as hell, even though wed done it before. Noisier this time though, lots of grunting and groaning, Scott on top of me, Carl in the next bed taking Cathy.