Stefan meinte dass sie auch genug hätten und wollte sich ein Taxi rufen. Wie Taxi, fragte ich ihn, das kostet doch ein Vermögen für etwa 30 Kilomet...r. Vera meinte nur ja schon aber ein Hotelzimmer ist noch teurer. Ach quatsch, sagte Tina, ihr kommt mit nach uns. Wir haben zwar nur eine kleine Wohnung aber für eine Nacht klappt das wohl.Also gingen wir zu uns. In unserer Wohnung tranken wir noch einen Absacker. Ich zeigte unseren Gästen das Schlafzimmer. Alle ins Ehebett, sagte ich, da ist. "I was hoping you could help me with a problem." What kind of problem?" I was suspicious..."Well, I have this itch ... and I was hoping you could help me scratch it." She licked her dark blue lips and the moisture made them glint. She was trying to be erotic in her gestures but all that blue just didn't do it for me."You already have plenty of help to scratch itches." I knew what she was talking about."Fine," her eyes drifted over me again, "Then how about a good old-fashioned fuck?" Talking. When she was done the guest list included everyone in the neighborhood, all the employees in my store and all the people Patty worked with at the day care center.On the day of the party I set up a monitor in my study, which is just inside the front door, and connected it to my computer so that the images from my cameras were displayed on the monitor.I did that so our guests would see it and hopefully get interested in having something like that for their own houses.As it turned out the party. My ass stung and was red with welts. is my little girl going to be home late again? he asked striking my ass again. No daddy. I wont be late again. I promise. I cried out through sobs. He continued striking my ass. I couldnt look back, I couldnt see him. I buried my face in the sheets and cried. After he had laid about thirty-five strikes I looked back at him. Daddy no more. No more! It hurts so much is hurts! I wriggled on the bed and pulled my angles right as I moved up on the bed. But.