So I said serving a notice wouldn't do no bloody good. They'd 'ave to take 'is bloody machine away. 'E said they could do that too. So, I said "Good o... yer! Go for it." So, we'll see what 'appens. Either way they'll probably sort the bugger out." Well, that's good, Sharon. I'd hate to be mixed up with you in a neighbourhood dispute. Any sort of dispute, for that matter!" Dead right!" she replied. "I don't like people messing with me. Now, 'ave you sorted out you an' me 'avin' sex?" Yes, Sharon!. "I, I, I . . . ." Mom grunted. She was lying full on her belly which made everything difficult including talking and breathing. I struck her ass with the paddle, then with the open hand. She groaned. "I think, I think she will, will love, love it!" Mom managed. I struck her with an open hand. Then again, once on each cheek. Mother grunted. "Oh Christ!" Alissa whispered. "Christ, oh Christ!" I echoed. I struck my mother with the paddle, once twice, three times on the same cheek and then equally. ’ She had meant to say don’t **** me. Take what you want and go. As his hands began to unbutton her blouse, she realized that what he wanted was her. The air was cool on her fair skin as he opened her blouse. He began kneading her tits again with more tenderness than she expected from a r****t. She felt his hot tongue on her belly. She flinched, sucking in her tummy. But he pursued and thrust his tongue into her belly button. ‘No!’ Gina said loudly, but even to her own ears it sounded more like. Whether it was old, rich men or young men, mainly Turks and Southerners who were almost crazy that they pursued with their cars and wanted to adjust her once the road with a car blockade. Traudl has always fought, has rejected everything, was especially by the Turks, who were extremely pushy, constantly harassed, insulted and then also offended. Going to a public pool, despite in a one-piece, very respectable swimsuit, was impossible - she was immediately surrounded by men. Traudl never went.