Kirsten, my daughter, was blonde-haired and blue-eyed and cute as the day is long. And now, in her teens, I was well-aware that she was every guy's we... dream. She was a cheerleader, and active in many school and social activities.Keisha was our next-door neighbor. She was African-American, with a beautiful milk-chocolatey complexion and a truly beautiful face. We're talking full-on fashion model beautiful. Only one problem: She was painfully shy. No one really knew why that was. Maybe she'd. Understood, my girl?”Alice nodded her head, thankful that Melanie was talking as though they would still be together.Melanie, as though reading Alice’s mind, said firmly, “Now come with me to the caravan as you need to apologise and thank me for spanking you. You won’t be sitting down for a long time, but you can kneel between my legs and use your tongue on my pussy.”Alice smiled at the order and sighed with a happiness she never thought she would have had when she was being spanked and said a. Bob stayed silent for a while, he must have been deep in thought, I got up and I gave him a long hug, this was quiet a moment in his life and he needed more time. I got up and went for a shower and let him contemplate his dilemma. Not long after he joined me in the shower and asked if we could go out have a meal and a drink. "You don't need to ask me Bob" I'm up for anything anytime" I replied. Bob went back into the bedroom and sat on the bed. I dried myself off went back into the bedroom and. Renee was frantic to return to the U.S. with her prize, but she also knew they must keep up the pretense of concern for their friends and so the twenty-one days crawled by while Martin continued to be racked with guilt and remorse.At last, however, they were notified the government was convinced the missing couple could not have survived and so they were winging their way out of Africa by the next morning. Renee knew they would have to repeat their story for the American authorities as well and.