I think you’re my twenty-third client. Many of them have been repeat customers.”“Your ass must get pretty sore.”“Yes, ma’am.”“Vera sa...d I could whip you as hard as I want, for as long as I want.”SpankBoy gasped a little. “That’s correct, ma’am. I’m here to serve your needs. You may punish me as severely as you need to.”Ms. Stiles licked her lips. “Do you get any of the fee I paid?”“Not to spend, ma’am. I’m in college. Mistress pays for my tuition and my room and board.”“So, mostly you. She is twenty-five compared to my twenty-one. Thoughts of, 'What can she see in me?' float through my head. Talk about lack of self esteem.Flush with a couple of paychecks in the bank, I finally build up the spine to ask her out. Classic dinner and a movie. Yup, formal date.We are both working, plus she is going to school full time so the big event is scheduled for Saturday.I pick her up in my vintage Cadillac DeVille. We toke on a joint on our way to a nice Chinese restaurant. Over dinner we. It felt good to sit in a nice, soft, relaxing car seat, not the hard benches of the bus or the rocks of the river. "Neat wedding, and there's a couple new stories to tell."A beer and something to eat, and the chance to sit on something that wasn't moving made some inroads on the fatigue she felt from the stress of the unusual trip and the hike out. She began to feel more human, and once again the question floated to her mind. Finally her brain suggested that they just head out to the house and. “Please take a seat,” I then sit down in one of the chairs.” “Well it’s recently come to my attention that we have to let some people go,” I then get really Nervous as she says this because I really didn’t want to get fired.“Please don’t fire me” I beg, she then gets a naughty grin on her face as I say this. “Fine I won’t fire you but you’ll have to do something for me.” “What’s that” I ask nervously, as I start to feel a lump In my throat. “Well you know I’ve always had a little crush on you,.