She already knew Kimberly was into girls. She heard more moans cumming from Kimberly so Monica stopped licking her and started slapping her ass."Ouch!...That hurt!" Quiet, you do not want anybody to hear you."Monica continued to spank the princess' big ass. Kimberly loved having her ass spanked. For her that was almost as good as being fucked.The black girl gave her ass a harder swat. Kimberly let out a bigger "Ouch! That hurt!" Monica had lifted her dress and was now fingering her own steaming. I was basing that on the fact that Dad had the hem of her negligee hiked up, and since she wasn't wearing anything but a thong beneath it, when he gave her glorious white orbs playful little slaps, the resulting jiggle was visible even from the living room. Mom whimpered softly. "Honey, stop. Frank's just in the other room. What if he sees?" "He's on his computer, and he's got his headphones on. The house could be burning down around him, and he might not even notice." "Well, that's kinda. That’s what he is doing, Doug. A small attack to chip away at your credibility and honesty. He may have more attacks planned.”“Alright, but how should I go about countering his accusation?”Bashira smiled and said, “You have Kim in your corner, Doug. Give her an interview and let her paper print the truth of the matter. She needs to focus on two points: 1) the purpose of the Kimberly Process, and 2) your diamonds did not come from Earth’s mines. It would be a good idea if Kim presents the story. They have to be thinking the whole time, if this happens, you know, I gotta do this. If something else happens, I gotta do the other thing. Just moving one guy ten feet changes the whole thing, for both teams." I dunno," I shook my head. "It doesn't seem that complicated to me." You should go to a game," Ron decided."Go to a baseball game?" I giggled. "Will you buy me a hotdog?" Oh yeah!" he grinned at me. "I'll get you two." Heh," I nodded. "Okay, we'll go to an Orioles game. How about that?".