He never came back to us.”“Granddad, Errol didn’t have all the pieces,” Keith assured his grandfather. “I do. I have to put an end to this.�...�“I hope you know what you’re doing, son,” Frank said.“It will be okay, Granddad,” Keith said.Maddie and Frank were waiting in the hotel lobby when he arrived and Günther was parked at the curb to take them to the airport. Keith gave Frank his ticket, but took Maddie’s passport to hand to the guard at security who waved the two through quickly. They were in. Impossible to think when you couldn’t get off. ‘Very well then. I suppose I’m not allowed behind the counter, so why don’t we just lean you over here…’ he grabbed her shoulders and adjusted her so her face was dangling over the far side of the counter. ‘There we go. Now let’s see if I can get a price check on that pretty little mouth of yours, shall we?’ ‘Free! Yours!’ she belted. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Mr. Mendenhall come to the window of his upstairs office and glare down at. "Not really," I said. "I remember I used to pitch him baseball practice back when he was in Little League. He was a pretty good little ball player. Way back when."Jill continued to waggle the dress. "So hot," she said. Suddenly I couldn't keep my hands off her. One hand, anyway—the other needed to stay on the wheel."Be good," Jill said, but I knew she didn't mean it, and it didn't take long for my hand to work its way under those big blue flowers. The skin of her lovely legs was warm, then. So she won and Aunt Anne loved seeing men's faces.After being given the cup Jackie went to heel on her knees beside AuntAnne leg while Aunt Anne stroked Jackie hair saying good girl good girlall the while a big sissy smile on the remade up sissy's face. Gee didthis piss a lot of people off. I mean men being beaten by an under thethumb sissy who was totally submissive to women yet beating the pantsof so called real men. Then there this bitch of a so called wife stoodthere smiling loving it.Only.