Except that she didn’t know that. Only Polly was really an unknown in terms of how she might react to finding out she was a product of incest.“The...e are some things you need to know.” he said.Then he began telling them about all his memories. The only thing he left out was his activities with Val, Becca and Fran since he woke up.When he was finished all three sat slumped, their mouths open, shocked. To be truthful they were less shocked at the details of the knowledge than they were that this. Here he was, also, initiating an obviously naive young thing into the wonders of spontaneous sensuality. He had found a miniskirted, braless, pantyless innocent in a bar, lost soul who needed both his manly protection and his erotic ministrations. Phil’s broad hands could not reach as far down as my bottom, so he leaned over to kiss my neck and in so doing reached his target. He reached under my dress – which was very easy to do – and each of his hands rested on a hemisphere of firm, warm. "And there also need to be 'adequate individual restraint facilities'. We have to check for those as well." I think you'll find," Caroline responded, trying to keep her irritation in check, "that the arrangements meet the agency's requirements." I'm sure. Perhaps you could show me the overnight arrangements." Isobel knew this was the most important part of the inspection. More males absconded in the hours of darkness than at any other time and the Agency was being very hot on this aspect. Her. "Nodding, she said, "You know you've been a very naughty girl, don't you?"I whispered, "Yes, ma'am."She smiled at my response. "And you know I'm going to have to punish you, don't you?"I nodded convulsively. "Yes ma'am."She pointed to the bedroom. "I want you to go fetch your brush and come join me at the spanking chair."I dropped my head as I went to do her bidding, returning to find her already seated in the tall, straightbacked chair reserved for these occasions. She patted her lap firmly..