“Elizabeth Barton.”“Oh,” Nikki said, looking down at her tight skirt and the blouse that displayed her burgeoning bosom.“Yeah,” Phil said....“That’s why I asked. This is a certified train wreck and I am going to stand there and watch it happen. Hell, I might take a video and pass it around the office tomorrow.”“Shut the fuck up!” Nikki hissed. “I’ll be fine – and I’ll make sure today is your last day.”“Uh-huh,” Phil said. “At least until your grandpa gets back and kicks you and your dad to the. I admit that I was having second thoughts though. Could I handle having a stranger watch my wife with a dog? How had it come to this? I had approached the task of finding Vern as a sort of research project but now it was very real. But Marie showed no signs of backing out. In fact, after lunch, she was so turned on she practical raped me in the lounge room. We had an early dinner and she went to get ready. She came out in a top, skirt and heels. She made sure I knew she wasn’t wearing knickers.. She had let him down and made an irritating situation just a little bit more irritating. For letting him down and irritating him, she deserved whatever punishment he deemed fit."Yes Sir, I do deserve more. Please punish me Sir. Please show this unworthy slut the error of her ways."He flashed her a pleased smile and bent to kiss her hard on the lips, with a passion the left her breathless."Good girl. Your punishment begins.... now."He brought his arm around and upwards, a bit like he was. Everything had to be perfect in the household—their beds made every morning, no rap or hip-hop music, just ancient jazz and gospel, and the morning chores had to be finished without fail before they left the house. Claude liked to think he won a battle over his father, a longstanding one, as the two were always arguing about his wardrobe, for instance, especially after he graduated from high school. As long as he lived under his father’s roof the rules had to be followed, the chores done, the.