”“Then why did you do what you did?” My ire was bubbling to the surface again. “If the roles were reversed, and I’d done something so though...less, I’m pretty sure you’d have given me a good spanking, Mum.”She went very still. “Yes, I would have,” she whispered.I found I couldn’t hide my annoyance — my anger — and I blurted out the next sentence without thinking. “But it’s you who should be spanked, isn’t it Mum?”I glared at her. Give her her due; she couldn’t meet my eyes and looked down. She. When I realised I couldn’t hear the mower any more I went to look again imagine my utter shock with what I saw the lady was laid out on her face and I could see her top on the floor next to her while one of the guys was rubbing lotion on her back while the other was watching and what looked like was egging him on. He first rubbed her back and then down her legs and as he went higher I could see him rub in-between her legs and was quite obviously rubbing her pussy and judging by the smile on her. There's a 1956 Anglia that I really like the looks of but they want the earth for what is pretty much a dustbin." Can we go look?" Sure, I'll just ring through then." David?" What?" Ring through?" I'll call." We have already been here too long ... you are losing your english." What do you mean?" I asked, "Losing my english?"She started ticking off on her fingers, "Imperial, want the earth, ring through, then, dustbin. And that's in the last minute."She was right. The next mo I'd be saying .... .." She paused, and I saw one of her hands that held her water glass quivering. "I would like to be your mistress!" She stared at the table top, and was unable to see my reaction. She quickly followed up with, "But if you don't want to I would understand!"The fact that Christen was bitten by the bug too was overwhelming. at the party the other night she had acted like nothing was different, and now this. I knew she had to have planned this since she asked me to lunch. I realized I had to say.