I saw her washing the dishes, her round ass were completely visible. Slowly I went to her back and start pressing her ass slowly. She didn’t move or...said anything so I kept massaging her ass, then I moved my hand a little up and caught her waist tightly, still she didn’t say anything. Then move a little up I caught of her juicy breast, this time she made a little movement and start moaning softly. So I realized that she liked it the way I was doing. Then I moved my hand down and start massaging. Boy did that hurt. It felt like a hundred bees had just stung me in a straight line. Then Mary said,"See the welt it just left?" I could feel both of their hands feeling the new ridge on my bottom. "If you can, you should place the strokes in parallel to each other. You try it." I felt the tapping, heard the whistle sound, the SPLAT. This time my hands went back real fast to rub my bottom. I didn't know that a cane could hurt so bad. "You can really feel the cane, can't you Clyde,". "I can feel my blush and I smile.Mary launches into one of her monologues. "Roberta, Eve may look harmless but let me tell you there is no more sadistic person on the face of the planet than her. Beware you are caught in her spell." Our flight was delayed forever. You would think having not got to bed until four am this morning that she would have some compassion. Not an ounce. Not an iota. No, Martha Stewart here is out organizing the world at eight this morning, and who knows how many hours. Without warning a voice speaks to them, “Welcome to our automated preview lounge, please feel free to examine, use and try on the goods within this area, due to the nature of our goods we have found that customers prefer to browse through our collection on their own without the need for an assistant, however an assistant can be summoned at any time during your visit or upon completion as required by you by pushing the red button upon the arm of the center chair, we hope that the goods meet with.