Louise was our oldest and most loyal staff member, having been a waitress here for over twenty years now. She was also Adriana’s closest friend here...... and I needed some answers. Louise did smoke like a chimney, but she claimed that since it was her one and only vice, that we could all shut the fuck up about it. I admit to smoking perhaps a half-dozen cigars a year, mostly at parties, but I brought one outside with me now to mostly chew upon, to try and calm my rage.She knew something was up. In our last conversation shetold me that one day I would know the emotional whirlpool of women andwould appreciate the time she spent dressing herself just to bebeautiful for me. That day I was really pissed off decided to do thething that would bother her most: cut my long hair, since it was one ofher favorite features of me. Since I was not in my neighborhood after the quarrel, I just entered thefirst barber shop I found. To my surprise the barber was not a man but abeautiful woman. It. A steady rhythm of continuous stinging swats landing on my bare ass. My cheeks were starting to feel very warm at a barely tolerable level of pain. I just laid there like a helpless, worthless excuse of a man. “Ok Andy. We made it to sixty swats. The number we agreed I would stop at. Are you sorry for cheating on Jenny?”“Yes I am daddy!”“Oh Andrew! For some reason, I don’t believe you are!” He grabbed my dick with his swatting hand. “If you were truly sorry, this little pecker wouldn’t still be. I had finished my Master's and re-enrolled for a Bachelor of Education, thinking that the only outlets for five years of Pure Mathematics study were either research or teaching. I'll try teaching first.Belinda was still an undergrad and had been on campus for O-week (Orientation Week), checking out all of the new clubs and societies; seeing who had the best freebies and the best parties."We? Or you?" I asked, and not just because I didn't see how 'we' could both need the same dress. I'm small;.