When he got home with the boys, it was time for a little snack and a glass of milk, and he usually joined in. Sometimes he'd play a game with the boys... or read to them -- or just work on their reading -- but sometimes he'd let them sit down and watch TV.It turned out the local cable network didn't carry CTN, but then it didn't carry much else and not very many people were happy with it. When Dave raised the topic with Emily, he was told the town was stuck with the franchise for the next few. He looked at her and said, I do not believe you little girl.Her look was one of dismay and shock. Why would he not believe her.He stood up next to her and told her to stand too.She did as she was told.When she stood up, he turned her away from him and lifted her skirt before she could say anything.When he did, he saw that she was wearing no panties under it. He asked her where they were and why they were not on that little ass of hers where they belonged.He could not see the blush that fell. A couple of hours later Joe went to his neighbours Cindy was sat in just a gown her mum drunk from the Gin Joe had given her, Cindy felt safe knowing her mum would not remember anything when she sobered up so Cindy told Joe to fuck off and get out, Joe looked at her mum said ” you hear that” Cindy’s mum slurred ” you spank her” Joe grabbed Cindy who cried out “no” Joe pulled Cindy’s gown cords open and forced the gown off the struggling girl leaving her naked, he sat pulled Cindy over his knee. My online friend, Matt, was correct. This was lots of fun. Instead of ending it between us, I found myself submitting to him with enthusiasm.“Will you be the master of this lowly slave-girl, tonight,” I said to him, practically begging.“I accept the slave-girl’s offer,” he smiled out.Then he really started pushing my hot buttons. He “commanded” his slave to go and get him a drink. When I got back with his drink he then told me to go get another, then a third. When I arrived back the third time.