Tina was feeling too overwhelmed to protest too much. "What did you tell her?" she whispered to Sandy.Sandy smiled. "Just that you came from a stric... family and never got to use any makeup when you were growing up. That this was my present, and to give you the works."Tina started to object, then gave up. It was fun to get out - she hadn't gone out as Tina before, and Tim was too scared to get out. So she just sat back and let the lady do her work. A dizzying array of products were. She was working as a temp for an outfit on Riva Road. She got in the back seat on the passenger side and after leaning across the middle to give George a perfunctory kiss hello, settled back to ignore the traffic and road ahead. She refused to sit up front. She said George drove too close to the edge of the road, and when he hit a tree or mailbox, which she just KNEW he was bound to do sooner or later, she wanted to be able to cushion herself against the back of the passenger seat. “No flying. It seemed like I had barely gotten to sleep when the alarm went off and I had to dress to go in. I was supposed to be off, but obviously that had changed. I had heard from Lieutenant Roscoe before I had gone off shift that I needed to be there early. I was betting that the Watch Commander had called Roscoe and given him a heads-up. Technically Lieutenant Roscoe wasn’t my boss, but he was Travis Hanover’s. Since I was TRT, I reported to Lieutenant Jenkins. From there we went up to Captain. I'm sorry." He said as he rushed past me.I put me arms around him and said, "It's alright Daddy. You can spank me some more if you want. I have been very bad and I deserve to be spanked."With this simple declaration, I announced my most inner secret. I wanted to be dominated by my Father. I no longer viewed my Father as a parental image but as a sexual one. I felt that spankings were the most sexual display of his domination and I wanted them to continue. My disclosure, as well as seeing my.