Usually, I also remember why - that I knew while I was copying that I was going to get a particularly well deserved punishment.Writing out a new copy ...f the rules is never a mechanical operation for me. I can't help but read them while I write, and reading them brings each one into sharp focus, and the writing can only go so fast, so each one is present in me for as long as that takes.As I start writing out "I must be nude for discipline," I usually think to myself that that's certainly already. "Just stay where you are, Dottie," she said from the corner of her mouth and then to the animal, "That's a good boy, it's okay. You just don't know Dottie yet and you deserve some praise for coming to my defense." What defense, already? I was just coming in to see him!"Peggy waved her arm at her friend to quiet her. "He didn't know that, Dottie! He just thought you were going to hurt me, didn't you, handsome? Come on over now and I'll introduce you. Hero, this is my friend ... she won't do me. We kissed passionately as I felt her begin to clamp down on my cock. She moaned loudly in the kiss as we both came. Heather rolled off me. I looked down to see my sister Rachel pull her hands from her pants, and continue on to her room. "We were being watched." I panted to my younger sister. Heather looked over at me."Mom knows about us. It's only natural. Besides, we did leave the door open." Heather said."It wasn't Mom." I said bluntly."Then, Who?" Heather asked."It was Rachel." I said.. ” And with that she went about her day. Time lost all perspective as the day wore on. Most of Sarah’s day was spent at the cash register, blindly staring out the window at the relaxing riverside view. The willows swayed in the gentle summer breeze. As always there were very few customers; not for the first time, Sarah wondered how the store had survived so long. As the sun crawled higher in the sky, her thoughts kept returning to the previous night, no matter how much she willed them not to..