Rumor had it that even after she’d dated the quarterback for a year and two months, he hadn’t gotten so much as a blow-job ... In truth, he hadn�...t even managed to see a tit. One time he’d tried to feel her up, receiving nothing but a slap in response - he’d stuck it out, hoping she would eventually yield, but after fourteen months had broken up without getting so much as a make-out session. Nicolette didn’t consider herself ‘that kind of girl’, as Duncan had discovered every time he tried to. Embar- rassed the young soldier tensed at being caught, he began to blush, and just nodded his head in quite shame. “I think you need another examination!” She stood next to the bed, checking his pulse and blood pressure. “That doesn’t look too good,” she said. “Your heart rate is way above normal, and your blood pressure is too high. You need a special treatment.” She smiled. Her soft hand slid under the blanket, covering the young man’s. I had to repair my makeup when I got back from lunch. By the way, Tom Blankenship, my boss, took me out for lunch." He didn't put any moves on you, did he?" No, not at all. He was the perfect gentleman. He wanted me to knowthat he understood it would take awhile for me to get back in the swingof things. He told me to just take my time and let him, or someone elseknow if they could be of assistance. Of course, he spent a good bit oftime staring at my chest." You better get used to that,. I love being spanked, although Mrs. Lawrence tends to go a little too hard at times or just resorts to caning me and Miss Benson just takes my knickers down and takes a run-up before whacking me with her bloody plimsoll!”Pauline placed her left-hand flat on Lucy’s lower back and resumed her spanking, slowly and deliberately smacking every inch of the lovely little bottom lying over her knees in front of her.“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”After about five minutes or so, Pauline.