They both wanted to have a professionally developed sex set. Since I had turned down two offers for the weekend I proposed to do it on Saturday aftern...on. He agreed to meet up at my private studio at 2 p.m. He was very happy about it. The next Saturday I prepared my Nikon D5000 SLR and slid a 10 GB memory card in the slot just to be sure to have enough capacity though I didn’t think I’d use more than barely one single gig. I was somehow excited about the coming happening. It was the first time. “Well, all I know is I have the shittiest luck with men.”Five seconds later something ice cold slammed into my back, running down to the crease of my ass. I shrieked. Slowly I turned and spotted the clumsy busboy who dropped an entire tray of drinks all over me. He apologized profusely; I just nodded. He threw some napkins at me and I tried to dry off, while simultaneously blushing under the penetrating gaze of everyone at the cafe.Anna snorted into her iced tea. “Sorry. It’s just that .... I could see she was not wearing a bra and her nipples were pushing against the thin material. I suddenly felt faint. “Follow me” was all she said before leading me into her living room.“Right young man, it’s time for your punishment. I want you to take off all your clothes and bend over the arm of that chair,” she said. I hesitated. Mrs. Salma picked up her ruler and smacked it into the palm of her hand.“Do you want me to repeat what I just said?” I quickly slipped off my t-shirt, shorts, and. ”“Or, a good butt,” Martin added.“Who all was invited to this?” Irene asked.“The faculty of Arts and Sciences plus their grad students, and college patrons. I think we have someone from the local news here, as well.”Dean Barnes stepped to the podium and spoke into a microphone. “We’ll get started,” he announced. “Thank you all for attending this reception. We’re here to celebrate the conclusion of an important project -- one that will produce no fewer than four papers; plus, we have a patent.