I could put it off for a while if I set my alarm to get me up when dad got up and then leave the house when dad did, but why bother putting it off? It...was going to happen sooner or later.Mom and dad were both there when I got home. Mom sarcastically said:"Decided to come back and see if we were still here?"Dad laughed and said, "Who is she?" Her name is Pam." She another one who might turn out to be a daughter in law?" I don't think so. We have something going, but no real spark if you know. I had to dig into the supply closet to find one of these.” And without further ado, she brought her arm back and landed the first blow on Brett's left buttock, making him gasp. “Count.” Fuck, he thought. It's a ruler. She's using a ruler. “One...” The next blow came, and then another. He breathed deeply through the stinging pain, croaking out the number of times the ruler came down on his burning ass. At twelve, Kate stopped. Brett remained in position, allowing his heart rate and breathing to. The slave only has to be lucky once."The audience gave a laugh. He launched into his talk. "This is all about how you make sure that your slaves don't get lucky," he said, "and how you can make sure that you don't have to be quite as lucky as you might think."I left them to it. Rachel was waiting when I got back to the apartment. She had just emerged form the shower. "You just missed the Doc," she said."What did she say? Is she happy with how your doing? I mean you seem fine to me now, but...". They’d always enjoyed a very active sex life — right until Sam had to tell Jen he’d got in deep with loan sharks to cover his gambling losses. Fat and fire! They were deep in debt and Sam started sleeping in the guest room. Jen thought he was either too ashamed to face her or maybe he was so depressed that he couldn’t get it up to satisfy her. She really didn’t know or care at that moment— she just wished he would get his act together and clear up his mess. Meanwhile, she turned to her toys but.