It had been early Spring and Julia had run smack into him with her arms full of egg cartons. She'd been carrying layer after layer of 18 dozen egg tra...s to be taken into her place and boiled for Easter. Unfortunately, they were still raw when they collided. Rob chuckled, looking back in time. She'd squealed and eggs had gone everywhere. His suit jacked was covered in it. He had smeared the slime over his jacket, with it clinging to his fingers and had looked down, about to lose his temper with. Eleanor's eyes grew wide again. "My apple pie? The apple pie I made for you half a dozen times a year for all these years? My apple pie you don't like?" I hadn't heard her voice this loud in ages.Frank apparently realized clarification was needed and looked at her earnestly. "No, not your apple pie, any apple pie. I never liked it as a kid. I know you made great pies... I just never liked apple pie."She turned at looked at me. "He expects me to be mollified because it wasn't just my pies. Would. “Need someone to wash your back?” He asked in a hopeful voice. “You can’t.” She replied.“Why not?” She looked embarrassed, “Because it’s the wrong time of the month!” Was her reply as she disappeared into the bathroom.After dinner that night they moved out to the patio for coffee and brandy’s. Little Tommy had been put to bed protesting that he wanted to talk to Uncle Bob about aeroplanes.The two girls were deep in conversation. Eventually Pearl announced that she and Terry would be leaving. 'Three is sufficient. But I will have to do something about your yelling. Don't move.'The last instruction was hardly necessary at this point, as I was too terrified to move at all. But then I felt cool cream and firm hands on my throbbing bottom and Madame gently soothed the painful welts. The touch of her hands was reassuring, and as I relaxed the stroking became mildly erotic. I felt my cock stir despite the pain.'There, there, little maid, the pain will soon go.' With that, Madame gave my.