"I'm sorry, sweetness." You are forgiven, and I guess you will have to make another note to add some spanks to the punishment you owe me. Just look at...me! Taking my Lord and Master to task just because he teased me a little bit. You are going to have to take a hair brush or a wooden spoon to my naughty bottom!" Just as soon as my sweet little darling heals properly. You are going to get it good, and I'm going to invite your Dad and your brother to witness the spanking too. You will be good and. There was a late night restaurant that opened into the wee hours of the morning serving wine illicitly. It was a popular spot and always packed to the point that most people were standing. I went there with a guy I worked with and we met one of his friends. We chatted over a few glasses of wine while standing and I felt a little excluded from the conversation as they were reminiscing about their partying days and all the drugs they took. I was, however, enjoying the wine. At some stage, one of. Bond!” the waiter said, clicking his pen in approval.I was having a very hard time keeping a straight face at this point. And Crystal had no idea what was going on.“Caviar? Pâté?”“You must have seen at least one of the movies!”“You actually like that stuff?”That was a good question. I’d never had either of them ever in my life. I had no clue what they even tasted like. But I was going to play this for all it was worth. I figured if I could eat «blodpudding», I could eat just about anything.. . and seeing the very same of others? Yes!And in that instant, the perfect answer burst in her mind. The innocent young wife, so less worldly than other supposedly bolder and more swinging people, suddenly considered exchanging photos... of becoming one of the multitude of members of the Polaroid Club!The thought made her gasp! She couldn't! That would only be going yet deeper into the pit she was now finding herself falling into. But... the situation as it was certainly was unbearable. She had.