.. Hello?"I almost dropped the phone as I heard my fiancé's voice answering. I'd been calling Perry, not Thomas! I was going to tell the man he could...keep his flowers, I didn't want them or him. I wasn't coming that weekend or any other. I was going to be busy with Thomas, with the man I was going to marry. I was going to make it clear to him and draw a line that his blackmail didn't cross. That's what I'd planned on doing when I'd reached for the phone, pushing the numbers quickly before I. I would know it—I know it now—and that is the part that I couldn't stand. I'm so sorry, Audrey. I'm asking you to do this for me."She sat sobbing, trying not to make a scene in the restaurant."That doesn't mean that I would ever not want to be your friend," Paul said. "It means a lot to me. I hope that we can continue as we are."Audrey didn't look up. She had stopped crying. She nodded her head."You should know that it was a close call for me. If I cared for you less than I do, the answer would. I whack thinking of you most nights and have shot my load into your dirty panties. Ever heard of comfort women slut?”“Daddy, you’re scaring me…”“Comfort women were mostly Korean prostitutes during World War Two, serving Japanese soldiers. The Japs got it right, recruiting tender sluts for the men. Those sluts knew their place and it’s time for you to learn a little respect.”“I’m gonna phone mom – no the cops.”“Time for a history lesson slut,” I answered, lunging towards her and pinning her to. I went down stairs cupping my hands over my penis until Aunty called up, “You know the rules, hands by your side.” I took away my hands before continuing. I could hear the girls murmuring and saw Aunty Beryl give them a sharp look. Then she turned to me and reminded me to stand in front of the table and tell everyone why I was being punished. “I was late for breakfast and hadn’t washed or got dressed before coming down.” I stated and glanced up to see all three girls staring at my cock just as.
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