I stopped by my house and the first thing I did after changing clothes was relocate the phone line recorder. Next I found a book about the same size a... the VCR nanny cam; I removed the book jacket, cut a hole for the camera lens, wrapped the jacket around the VCR Nanny cam and returned the book jacket with the nanny cam back in the same place the book has been for the 2 years. It took awhile to figure out what to do with the notebook cam, but I finally decided to move it to the garage. This way. Her muscles tense and shivers, a soft sigh escaping from her lips, he kissed her long and deep, their tongues playing and dancing. He started kissing her down, following the path the rose took, making her shiver and moan in suspense and pleasure. He licked her navel, and went down and breathed against her lace covered mound. He grasped her panties with his teeth, guiding it down her thighs, kissing every uncovered piece of flesh. He breathed in her musky scent, arousing himself more. She was. He wouldhit me 10 times, spacing out the hits to be parallel with each other, eachas hard as the other but not too hard: not yet anyway. Then he stopped, pickedup the paddle, hit me 10 times on each cheek as if to rub in the marks fromthe cane, and then picked up the cane and hit me 10 more times, harder thistime. He repeated this for a full 10 times or 100 strokes. My ass felt as ifit was going to come off, it hurt so badly. He finished the last 10 cane strokesand pulled out his belt and gave. I planted a line of kisses down her legs as we took her clothes off."I was engaged to a man my first year of college," she said. "He died in a car wreck out by the old cemetery. He hadn't been drinking, and there was no good explanation for why it happened. Of course, the aunties all had a theory. I cried a lot and told them they were wrong. But in my heart I knew. He was bad for me. It probably would have been a horrible marriage. I was better off without him, but ghosts aren't real. And they.