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Scissored and Spanked
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Scissored and Spanked
"Tony - Joanna has stayed out late every night this week,"
Sybil said. Tony was pretending to work on a newspaper
crossword, but he was really studying the hang of his sister-in-
law Gae's brief skirt, as she leaned over the table setting it
for lunch. "Could you please just talk to her?" Sybil asked.
"How old is your pretty daughter now, Sybil?" inquired Gae.
Tony flicked aside his paper. "Jo's 15, Sybil - we've been
through this. Joey's an academic ace, and she's just captained
her team to a state basketball championship. Don Carr assures me
she will breeze into Yale Law School, and, what's more, he says
he'd bet on Jo to win a John Hay Whitney Fellowship to attend."
"Tony, I know this."
Tony spread his hands, cocking a worldly look over at Gae.
"So let's not deny her the long romantic nights pined for by
every teen-age girl."
Gae snickered.
Sybil was flushed. "I don't. You know that. I'm just
saying, must we always do entirely as she wants?"
"Why not? Sure, she's beautiful and she's a big healthy
girl. She has all those natural instincts. But she's not a
fool, Syb. We can trust her."
"Can we trust her instincts?" Sybil asked him pointedly.
"Know what I think?" said Gae. "I think there's some
abdication of parental responsibility here. Sybil, I think your
Tony is too shy to talk of such things to his healthy, big,
beautiful daughter."
Tony grinned. "Oh bull!"
"Is it?" Gae asked. She turned her back on the man. "Leave
it with me, Sybil. I'll talk to her."
"You!" Tony jeered. "Oh great! From all the maturity and
experience of 18 you will talk to her!"
He looked at his wife. "They'll be going out on double
dates. And they'll be out all night!"
Sybil gave a nod. She glanced at her sister. "I don't
think we need you talking to her or advising her, Gae. Thanks
anyway."
"Darling, you could never handle guys. I can. She needs to
learn!"
"Ha, ha - oh terrific! Handle guys!" Tony said.
Gae shot him a withering look. "Yeah - handle, you know?
On some of those romantic nights you spoke of!"
For a moment Tony was without an answer.
"Oh didn't you have very many?" Gae asked him. Her voice
was almost sympathetic.
"Oh - come on!" Tony protested.
Gae had come to stay four weeks earlier. Over from the West
Coast to go to a design school in New York state, not far from
where Sybil and Tony and their children lived. Gae was supposed
to be looking for an apartment, but she'd not done much looking,
settling comfortably in, instead, with her sister's family.
For different reasons Sybil and Tony had now both found
themselves starting to think of ways to get Gae to leave. Sybil,
because she was having to watch helplessly as her good-looking
husband let himself be enchanted by her 18-year-old kid sister's
sexy vitality. Mostly Tony allowed Gae to wind him around her
little finger, just as he'd always let Joanna, their daughter, do
the same.
Gae not only made it clear she revelled in this admiration.
Sybil had noticed a smug look on her sister's face, a triumphant
little note in her voice, whenever they spoke together of Tony.
She tried to avoid the subject. She did not think they'd gone
any further yet than play. But she was deadly afraid that they
might.
Though Gae's attention to him, the suggestive games and
looks they engaged in immensely flattered Tony's masculinity, he
still did not take too well to the girl's composed, commanding
nature. Remarks such as the one she'd just made, implying that
she was a woman, and he was just a kid! Christ, he'd been in the
army. He was twice her age.
Joanna was just the same. Teen girls these days seemed to
imagine they could run your home.
And that was another thing. Since Gae's arrival their
household expenses had gone right through the roof. She ate
steak like a rancher! He'd always thought Jo was a good eater,
but Gae could give Jo aces! Up to now, Gae hadn't given Sybil a
cent. Sybil said she didn't like asking her younger sister for
money, but this was four weeks.
It all would not be irking Tony so much if he was able to
believe Gae was really attracted to him, but he was just a post
office clerk, and she had big plans to be a fashion designer. He
could tell she fancied herself superior to him. She was just
playing him along.
He stood up. "I'm going to take a quick shower," he
announced.
Sybil told him not to be long, lunch would soon be ready.
He said, for both the sisters' benefit, "So imagine Joey
being tutored by Gae! Soon we'd have all the guys doing this to
her!"
As he passed Gae, he gave her a quick pat on her pert rump.
Gae spun around. "Don't ever do that to me, I warn you! No
man touches my ass!"
Tony grinned at her. He was pleased he'd succeeded in
unsettling her. "Oh what do they do then?" he asked innocently.
But Gae had already regained her poise. The angry flush was
fading from her cheeks. She smiled into his eyes. "If they're
good boys, I let them kiss it!"
Tony heard his wife laughing.
Mike was bent over his books in the living room. He was
writing laboriously, and frowning while he wrote. Mike was Sybil
and Tony's 16-year-old son. Unlike Joanna, his sister, he was
not so hot at lessons.
"Quiet that down, will you!" he said.
Tony and Sybil's second daughter, Kaynie, turned around to
him from her seat on the floor in front of the TV.
"Aw..."
"Quiet it!"
With a rebellious mutter Kaynie raised one slim, jean-clad
leg and reached forward with her bare toes to do what her brother
had asked.
Joanna was in front of the mirror, brushing her hair,
getting set to go out. Over a black leather-jacketed shoulder
she threw a glance disdainfully at Mike.
"Wouldn't bother, Kaynie. His grades will stink as usual
anyway. He'd have more chance if you did his school work for
him!"
Kaynie laughed raucously. "I know it!"
Mike colored angrily. His two sisters had formed this
alliance against him. He could remember a time when Kaynie had
taken his side, looked up to him, but that was a while back,
before Jo had reached her teens and Kaynie had become more and
more fascinated and enthralled by all her beautiful blonde big
sister's conquests of boys.
Like most girls around her age, Kaynie was a keen phone
answerer. These days she never seemed to pick up the phone but
it was for Joanna.
Distracted from his difficult task, Mike decided to ask Jo
the question he had hoped to ask when Kaynie wasn't around. But
Kaynie was always around, ears tuned ready to relay everything to
her mother.
"Did you get that letter to Nancy-Ann?" Mike inquired of his
sister's back. The back of Joanna's black leather bike jacket
had white letters that said "STIFF LITTLE FINGERS."
The jacket shifted and swiveled to the movements of Jo's
pushing the brush through her thick, blonde hair. She wore a
very short black skirt. "Sure, you gave me ten bucks - I gave it
to her."
Joanne rarely did anything for nothing. Least of all for
her older brother. Nancy-Ann was a year older than Jo. She was
on Jo's basketball team. Mike had been nursing a big crush on
Nancy-Ann for months. It was the first time he'd fallen for a
girl younger than himself, but he'd fallen badly.
So far they'd been out twice. Mike was having trouble
getting the girl to go out with him again.
"How come you write Nancy-Ann letters?" asked Kaynie.
Joanna laughed. "Kaynie's right. You want the truth, big
brother?" She was regarding her own image in the mirror, her
eyes satisfied, still brushing. "I got it from a couple of the
other girls. Nancy-Ann thinks you're slow!"
Mike shifted angrily in his seat. "Oh, crap!"
Jo shrugged. "OK, go on dreaming instead of doing!"
Kaynie clapped her hands and laughed at that.
Mike glared. "So, what am I expected to do? Get myself a
leather jacket and a bike and wear a dumb earring like that jerk
you're going out with?"
Giving a last vigorous thrust of the brush through her hair,
his sister set the brush down and turned to him. Her brief skirt
made her legs look very long. "Yeah!" she said.
Gae came in. "Oh, Jo, you have a minute? In the kitchen
will do. I think we need to talk."
Kaynie started to get up, and Gae pointed one emphatic
finger at her. "I didn't say you!"
Pouting, Kaynie sat down.
"I don't think we need to talk," Joanna said.
Kaynie quite liked Gae, but both Jo and Mike had resented
the intrusion of their aunt into the house from the start. Like
his father, Mike sensed in Gae's arrogant manner a dismissal of
himself. As someone rather innocuous, with Joanna it was
different. Increasingly, form the age of about 12, she'd
succeeded in making the rest of the household more or less
revolve around her. Her father had been in her power for years.
Now he was giving to Gae all that attention Jo had been used to
him paying to her. Joanna enjoyed being bossy. She did not like
to be bossed.
Gae crooked a finger at Jo. "Come along, little lady. The
kitchen!"
Color climbed in Joanna's cheeks. As her aunt Gae lived in
California, Jo had not really seen so much of her. Gae's sense
of fashion had impressed her, as had her aunt's dark-haired
dramatic beauty, but this intruder in her domain, even though her
senior, was in no way going to tell her what to do! She laughed,
tossing her head, moving toward Gae in the doorway.
"Excuse me, please, I'm going out. I'll talk to you later -
maybe."
She made to push past Gae in the doorway. Gae braced her
tall, sensual body, and there was a moment of silent struggle
between the two pretty young women. Joanna succeed almost in
breaking through, but then, with a small emphatic grunt of
effort, Gae thrust her violently back. Jo almost stumbled. They
glared at each other, panting. Kaynie and Mike were watching
them with silent and intent interest.
Joanna stood back from her young aunt. Her eyes were
flashing danger signals.
"Let me through. Who do you think you are?"
"You come talk to me. It'll take maybe ten minutes, then I
may let you go out for the evening."
Joanna's eyes were brilliant with anger. I don't need
permission from you.! You must be kidding! My father would not
allow you to tell me what to do!"
Gae nodded and smiled. "You're right. He told me not to.
Your mom too." Her hand touched her dark hair. "I guess that's
why I've decided to do so."
This admission acted on Jo like a goad. Her adversary, this
devastating and annoyingly beautiful aunt, of hers was not even
pretending she represented adult/parental authority.
For a moment Jo held her displeasure in check and sized Gae
up. Joanna had run into physical conflict with other girls
before, and not only on the basketball court. She had emerged
the better more often than not. Her mouth compressed into a thin
and definite line.
"Get out of my way!"
Gae shook her head. "Try making me!"
Jo nodded. "OK," she said, "you want - I'll give!"
Gae was unprepared for the way in which the younger girl
slammed into her body-to-body. Joanna took her right over
backwards, into the hallway, and Kaynie gave a cheer.
Both Mike and his younger sister got up quickly and ran to
the door. In the hall their aunt was underneath their sister on
the floor, but, as they watched, Gae forced Jo off her. There
was much flashing of long female legs as Jo and Gae rolled over
and over, bodies clutched together tightly, breast squashing
against breast. Floor rugs were scuffed up and driven to the
walls by the force and determination of the two young women
fighting. It was clear this was not the first time either Joanna
or Gae had wrestled someone, and the younger girl was proving far
more of a handful then the older had anticipated.
Joanna, somewhat to the surprise of her watching brother,
once more assumed top position. Kaynie was squealing her
delight, but Mike watched in silence. The way his sister was
matching the older girl awed him. As she straddled Gae's
struggling body, Jo's skirt had ridden high, and Mike could not
take his eyes off his sister's white cotton knickers, stretched
to the limit across Jo's cheeky ass.
"You've got her, Jo!" Kaynie shrilled.
But Jo had not. For a moment or two she stared down
triumphantly into Gae's eyes, sweat from her face dripping into
the upturned face of the 18-year-old. She sought to bring up her
rosy, healthy knees and pin down Gae's arms, but Gae twisted out
from under her, overbalancing Jo to the side, and then swarmed on
top.
In a moment the panting older girl, dark hair hanging across
her sweating face in a curtain, held the pubescent blonde in a
cruel hammerlock. Joanna was down on one knee, her lace slip
dragged high on her thighs, and Gae was upon her back and
exerting pressure.
"Oh, no, you bitch!"
A small something triggered deep in Mike's make-up. His
eyes were glued to the primitive sight of one human being over-
powering another.
"Come on, Jo!" piped Kaynie. But even she had seen enough
playground combat to know her sister's brave battle was fought
and lost.
"Give?" asked Gae. In her eyes there was a deep glitter of
enjoyment and satisfaction.
When Joanna did not immediately surrender, the older girl
inched her trapped arm a fraction higher. At that Jo was unable
to keep back a frightened and only half-stifled scream.
Mike thought it was good and lucky his parents had gone out
for the evening - well, not so lucky for Joanna!
"I said, do you give?"
Jo's face was white with pain. But she still managed a
defiant shake of that blonde head.
"N...no! Not to you!" she gasped. "I never will!"
Perceiving her young opponent's courage and stubborn nature,
qualities young schoolgirls have always been able to show, and
not wishing to dislocate Jo's shoulder, Gae shrugged. She had
total command now of the youngster, anyway. Her face calm, she
applied the necessary leverage.
Joanna, still trying bravely to struggle, found herself
forced over on her side, into a very vulnerable position for a
wrestler, because her slim heaving waist was now wide open to her
older adversary's poised thighs.
With a comfortable grunt and an amused toss of her dark
head, Gae slid her legs around Jo's body and crushed her. Joanna
gasped at the force and strength of it.
Seeing his sister's head go back in anguish, Mike gasped
too.
Joanna's hands flew upward to clasp frantically at Gae's
bared thighs.
"Ooooh, no, you stop it!"
Gae's skirt was well back. She was wearing black panties,
very brief ones, and their tightness outlined her big female
mound.
She shook her head, smiling. "No, why should I?"
"You won't make me give in!"
"Oh?" said Gae. Again she squeezed with her long, powerful
legs.
"Oooohh!"
"Won't I?" Gae murmured.
Kaynie ran forward. Angrily she began pulling at Gae's
shoulders and arms.
"You bully. You're bigger than her! Let her go!"
Her determined attack almost cane near to giving her older
sister a chance to escape.
"Yes, Kaynie - th...thanks. Get her off me!"
Gae's hands out-thrust flat to the floor behind her,
skidded, and slipped under Kaynie's furious tugs. She frowned.
"Keep out of it Kaynie!" she warned. "This is just Joanna
and me!"
Stepping forward, Mike caught Kaynie between his arms and
hauled her back. "Stay away, Kaynie - you'll get hurt!"
His sister wriggled in his grasp like an eel. It was all
Mike could do to hold her.
"Let me go!" Kaynie squealed, kicking her long slim legs
impotently.
Mike held on to her firmly.
"Let me go! You should be helping Joey. Gae's bigger and
older. Let me help her!"
Mike shook his head. "No, it's a fair fight. One against
one."
It was true he could have intervened to aid his older
sister. It would have been very easy for him to get Gae off her.
But Mike was enjoying seeing Jo brought down too much. She'd
been lording it over the whole household for much too long, and
she'd gotten far too big for her pants. Hardly a day went by
without Mike being very tempted himself to do to Jo what Gae was
now doing to her. But he well knew his parents would never have
stood for that.
It wasn't just seeing his stuck-up sister taught a lesson
that was pleasing him ,either. There was more to it. He was
loving watching the two attractive young women fight. The sight
of their tight knickers, their flashing powerful legs thrilled
him. Their grunts and tight female gasps of exertion. He had
gone hard in his pants.
The fact that Mike had dragged Kaynie off Gae was not lost
on Joanna. The dominating pressure on her ribs from Gae's
astonishingly strong thighs had become so constricting and
painful she could hardly draw breath, but she panted, "Mike, let
Kaynie fight! Mike, she's not that great! Kaynie and I could
beat her!"
Mike doubted this. He could probably beat Gae, but not
easily, he didn't think. And even though Kaynie wriggled and
fought in his arms, renewing her own pleas in vehement
affirmation of what Jo said, he did not release his younger
sister.
Seeing that she would now be able to complete her intentions
without interference, Gae gave a confident smile. She was
enjoying what she was doing to the younger girl, the up-to-now
so-proud Joanna. It gave her ego an added boost to know, just
from the approval in Mike's eyes, how much the boy was admiring
her.
Relishing her nephew's attention, his obvious wish to see
her continue to dominate his sister, Gae said, "Mike agrees this
is just you and me, Joanna! Don't you Mike?"
Mike, the feel of Kaynie's jerking and writhing young body
still hard to his own, nodded.
"Mike agrees with me that you need it. You're much to big
for your knickers, you know that? And to speak frankly, little
girl, we think what you really need is a good spanking!"
Jo's response to these mocking and belittling words was a
desperate surge of sheer effort, using all the power of her
strong young body, and Gae had to fight savagely for a moment to
maintain her hold.
The two girls strained breathlessly, but then the strength
of the older prevailed. Jo's whole body shook with a defeated
shudder and collapsed between the other girl's legs.
"Now keep still!" Gae ordered - she was sweating hard. Her
knickers felt wet and hot.
"All right, you win. Let me up. I've got to go out!"
Gae shook her head. "Sorry, kiddee" Aunty says no going
out tonight!"
Joanna's body, which has been limp and resigned, lying
submissively between the thighs of her conqueror, tensed at this
into an outrage arch.
"You've got to be joking! You can't stop me from going
out!"
Gae smiled down at her calmly. "Can't I? Can't I really?
Let's see, shall we?"
Jo's body fought, but it was drained of energy now and could
no longer obey the imperious young will of its owner. The taller
older girl easily contained the struggles of the younger one and
quenched them.
"All right! If I say you're not going out, you're not going
out! Tonight is spanking night, Joanna."
Mike laughed and Gae glanced at him, her face showing her
satisfaction.
"OK, Jo, I'm sure your boyfriend will understand, huh? When
you tell him you had to be spanked?"
It only took a minute or two more of squeezing for Jo to be
tearfully pushing at Gae's bare, muscularly hard thighs. Trying
to stop them hurting her, trying to push them away.
Jo hadn't intended to start crying, and she just couldn't
keep back her tears any longer. It was really too humiliating
and painful, what this invader in their house was doing to her.
Kaynie was crying with her. While Mike would not even help.
He was holding Kaynie tight - keeping her from running in to help
her sister.
Dry-mouthed, Mike watched the tall, dark-haired girl
ruthlessly scissoring his sister. He realized he should maybe go
to Jo's aid, but his senses were flooded with the excitement of
seeing her being so utterly beaten. He didn't ever want to stop
watching Gae's muscularly flexing thighs, or Jo's tight white
panties, as the younger girl twisted and sobbed under the
inexorable pressure. He was breathless to see what Gae would do
to Jo next. Breathless, and in trembling hard erection.
What Gae did next was to make Joanna say she didn't really
want to go out tonight. That she would much prefer to be
spanked! Gae forced these words from Jo.
"Oh, no! Please don't. No more, no more!" Joanna
whimpered.
"You're a real bully!" Kaynie accused Gae. "I'm going to
tell Mom and Dad about you."
Gae shrugged at this. "Sure," she nodded, "why don't you?"
The defeated girl, once so cocky, so spirited, managed a
pale nod. It amazed Mike to see the change that losing this
fight had enforced in his sister.
"Say you don't want to go out tonight, any more, then!"
Little tears coursed down Jo's down, flushed cheeks.
"I...I don't want to go out tonight...any more!"
"You really don't."
"I really don't."
Gae grinned, resting back on her elbows, exerting easy
strength on her victim's trapped waist.
"Good girl, and you'd far rather have a spanking, wouldn't
you?"
Fiercely, for a moment, the young blonde shook her head.
Gae crushed her again, and her frame trembled. "Oh please don't!
I'd rather have a spanking!"
"Far rather!!"
"Yes far rather. Oh, please, no more!"
When Gae at last let go of Joanna and stood up, Jo could
only lie on the floor of the hallway quivering. Unable to stand.
"Come back into the living room, Joanna!"
Quivering, Jo said she couldn't.
A severe note crept into Gae's voice. "Do you want me to
scissor you again?"
"No...no!"
"Then come along!" Gae led the way into the living room.
"Now, Jo, run!" Kaynie urged.
Her sister painfully shook her head. She was barely able to
move, so completely had Gae's powerful legs robbed her of energy
and will.
"Kaynie, Jo knows that if she does, I will just catch her
and crush her again! Now, Jo, come along and take your spanking
- like a big girl!"
So Kaynie and Mike watched as Gae, seated on a straight-
backed chair, waited until Joanna had dragged herself back into
the room, and they continued to watch while Gae spanked Joanna.
It was the first time either of them had actually seen anyone get
a good spanking. Their father had used the word from time to
time, but all three of his children knew it meant nothing. That
a real spanking would never materialize. Not from him.
But when Gae threatened it - she meant it! And, oh boy, did
she know how to spank! She had Joanna drape herself cross-wise
over her lap, having first hitched back her skirt and patted her
strong, bare knees for the younger girl to take her place there.
When Jo did, Gae reached down one lady-like hand and very
casually drew back Jo's short, black skirt.
Mike and Kaynie gasped to see their sister's thick cotton
knickers exposed like that. The white material was tightly drawn
over Joanna's pink, upward-jutting buttocks. She had a typical
sexy bottom. A bottom that invited slapping.
Gae raised her hand. "OK, you still want me to spank you -
right?"
Jo wriggled her pert, near-naked ass apprehensively. "Yes,
all right!" she whispered.
Her head was hanging forward, her arms trailing submissively
to the carpet. Her blonde hair, too, was thrown forward and
downward by her posture over Gae's lap, exposing the pretty nape
of her neck.
"Gae brought down her open palm sharply, and there was a
clear THWACK as it landed flat on Jo's ass.
Jo's head jerked upward, her eyes tightly closed. "Ouch!"
THWACK. Gae paused.
Kaynie, straining angrily against Mike's hold, cried "That's
enough, you've given her enough!"
Mike was just staring.
"Well, Joanna, how's that? Would you like a few more?"
Jo was biting her lip, trying hard not to cry, but her eyes
were shiny with unshed tears. She managed to shake her head.
"Just six more then, huh?: Gae suggested. "Another six -
OK? Or some more scissors grips? We could take your nice
leather jacket off! I could really get you!"
Gae ran her open hand over Jo's rump. Then she raised it
again. Mike and Kaynie blinked in anticipation. Down came Gae's
hand, and again their sister began to emit her little squeals and
moans as she was thoroughly and expertly spanked.
It was obvious to Mike that this was not the first time Gae
had spanked someone. She acted like she'd done it often and she
sure liked doing it.
Mike licked his lips. He had to admit he liked watching
her. Never before would he have guessed he'd get so turned on
just by watching two girls fighting each other and then the
winner spanking the loser!
Joanna's face was very pink. Each time Gae's hand came
down, she still jumped and shuddered at the impact on her ass,
but her cries had become more like little gasps. One of her
long, pretty legs trailed astride, away from the other leg, and
one of Gae's smooth knees was pushing between them. Jo was
breathing quickly. She still had her eyes tightly closed, and
her fists were clenched, their knuckles just touching the floor.
Gae concluded the spanking with a hard tenth. She was very
flushed and breathing heavily from her exertions. She ran her
thick tongue along her lips.
"Hey, this was good, huh? I'm really enjoying myself -
aren't you Joey?"
Jo was silent.
Gae looked at Mike. "How about you, Mike?"
"Yeah, sure, it's great. You can do that to her as much as
you like!"
Spinning around in his grip, Kaynie glared up at him,
looking into his face angrily. "You're a traitor! You needn't
ever expect me and Jo to help you if she ever gets you like
that!"
Mike gave a condescending smile. "She won't ever get me
like that," he said.
"You're going to behave, now?" Gae asked her niece. "You
are going to do whatever Aunty Gae tells you - right?"
Joanna was either acting totally humbled - or she really
was. It was hard to tell. She gave a meek nod of her head.
The truth was, the force of Gae's slaps on her rear end had
eased off a lot with those last six. They'd not hurt Jo much.
Not very much at all. Gae allowed Jo to stand, and the younger
girl stood before the seated older one on long, trembling legs.
Mike saw that Jo's skirt was still rucked up the back. Jo
had not thought to pull it down, and her prettily knickered ass
jutted.
Gae had caught hold of one of Jo's hands. "All right now,
darling. Sorry I had to spank you, but you sure needed it! I
guess you know that - am I right?"
This drew a timid assenting nod from Joanna. Gae squeezed
her hand. "Say thank you, Aunty, for my spanking!"
Mike laughed. For a moment Jo swung to and fro at him
fiercely and her eyes flashed. It was the old Joanna. Then she
turned back to Gae and said dutifully, "Thank you Aunty, for my
spanking!"
Mike chuckled again. "Thank you Aunty, for my spanking!" he
mimicked, in what he considered to be female tones.
Kaynie, tearing out of his now relaxed grasp on her, told
him to shut up.
"Give me a kiss, Jo!" Gae said.
Obediently, Joanna lowered her face. The two lovely young
women kissed each other on the mouth. Mike and Kaynie saw Gae's
hand slide around to clasp the round, pantied cheek of their
sister's bottom. Jo straightened as the kiss ended, but the two
went on looking into each other's faces intently.
"All right, Joanna, I'll let you go out now and meet your
boyfriend. Just so long as you understand that I'm the boss
around here. OK?"
"Thank you, Gae," said Jo.
"Not you. Not your father. Me. I'm boss. Understood?"
"Yes Gae!" Mike said. "Yes Gae! No Gae! Three bags full,
Gae? Ha ha try telling him that!"
The two girls chose to ignore the male interruption.
At the door Joanna hesitated, turning to look back at the
girl who had conquered her. "Gae?"
Gae had casually picked up a fashion magazine and was
glancing through its pages. She was still breathing just a
little heavily. "Yes, Joanna?"
"I liked the wrestle we had," Joanna said. "It was really
great!"
Gae smiled at her. "I liked it, too."
"Will you wrestle me again?" Jo asked her. Some impudence
was creeping back into her voice. "Maybe next time I'll get to
scissor you!"
"Yeah, then you could spank her!" Kaynie said.
All three girls laughed, their rich female mirth filling the
room. The vibrant husky laughter, the fight and then the
spanking, the kissing afterwards, and then the promise of the two
girls to each other to wrestle again just as soon as they
possibly could, all compelled Mike to seek the privacy of his own
room. Stripping to his thick cotton underpants, he got quickly
into bed. His hand sought his crotch. He gave a helpless little
moan.
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