He sighed over the phone and then said, "I wish I were calling for a different reason." Who are you?" she interrupted."Oh, yes, sorry. I'm Arnold Wins...ow, Andy's father."Sammi felt ambivalent. She had wanted to meet Andy's family, but she didn't understand why he was calling.Again, Arnold sighed. "Sammi, I'm calling about Andy. I'm afraid... " He sniffed. "Andy passed away the day after Christmas."Sammi's stomach sank."I'm not sure if he told you that he was epileptic. He had a grand mal. You needed to be spanked and Samantha was right to spank you. I think you agree don’t you?” Deborah was reluctant but agreed. “I did deserve to be spanked. I know that, Amanda.” Amanda continued, “I also know you have been given a letter for signing. I must say I agree with that as well. Anyway, Samantha told me you weren’t sure who you would get to sign your letter. Have you found anyone yet?” Deborah was surprised how accepting Amanda was to her being spanked at forty-years-old but. Slowly I moved my head to the left to see how Michelle was and what she was doing. She also was bent over but appeared not daring enough to look at her surroundings or me. Suddenly the toe from one of Victoria’s boots was driven into my right rib cage and I yelled out in pain. ?Damn it, you fucking bitch,? I said without thinking.?You’re only making it harder on yourself boy,? Victoria said calmly, ?Why not obey like slave michelle? But you will find out shortly boy. Now get that fucking head. Clearly she was enjoying her massage in a sensual fashion but I wondered whether she realized at this stage that things were preceding beyond the "strictly the****utic" stage. Joel had now moved to the fingertip routine. Using a hand on each breast he was lightly running his fingers around the base of the breasts in constantly altering paths. The effect on Katie's nipples was amazing; I'd never seen them so erect, they looked ready to explode! The motions then became more rhythmical. Joel.