She doesn't need to bear this shit as well.It's 8PM.The coldness and darkness lurking outside slowly but surely begin to seep into the building as Phi...ip walks to Agatha's office at 8PM, as she demanded.He's furious.The bitch made him stay in the company until this late, and not only him, but also Ilene, who's waiting at her desk, already with a load of tiredness showing up in her face. Added to that, he's freezing, because the heat has been turned off since 6PM, and no building can keep. You feel the light of the room on you, the slight currents of the air, and notice that you are once again pushing against the counter and you’re not sure what you’re hoping for. You quiet your hips and start to wonder if she’s still there when SMACK! She spanks you with her bare hand. You jolt at the impact, the restraints once again doing their job, grunting as your body tenses. You feel her hand print burning on your cheek and you wait for the next one. SPANKSPANKSPANK! She hits you quickly. My tan-stockinged legs wereworld-class, toned by very high pumps. My face wouldput Glamour magazine's cover girls to shame. I was ababe.I was sometimes envious of Brandy's breasts, but in mylife, they were out of the question.I could probably achieve the same beauty results on myown (and did so with touch-ups during the week), butit's so much more fun primping with a friend.As always, I stepped into the lobby of Cassandra'sbetween 12:50 and 12:55 and met my lunch date, AndrewBarkley. As always,. Her braless boobs were evidenced by the vivid outline of her firm breasts and her perky nipples. “I just showed your brother how to get temporary relief from that perpetual hard on of his.”“I know what you mean,” Sissy commented. “I’ve given him a few hand jobs here lately myself.” From the tone of the conversation you would think we were discussing last night’s TV movie at the breakfast table.“Did you do a good job?” Mom asked seriously. “Tell me about it.”“Well,” Sissy began, “I noticed on.