Most mornings she would rub herself off under the shower, but today she felt she wanted something longer, deeper, and more erotically thoughtful.Showe...ed, dried and powdered, Dawn studied her naked body in the full-length mirror. She ran a hand over her belly, not quite as flat as it used to be, but still by no means fat; her breasts, a genuine thirty-six C with prominent nipples. She smiled as she remembered how Colin liked her to wear tight sweaters and no bra. They had often joked that his. My key holder scolded me, telling me I was a bad boy. Then she turned and asked my wife, what happens to bad boys. They get punished my wife replied.Even your wife agrees my key holder told me. Then she chastised me as she began slapping my balls. At first I felt I was able to tolerate the ball slapping but it took only a few slaps to let me know this was not a good time for me. I’m glad I was gagged because it allowed me to scream and cry in the gag as she slapped my balls. I was being. "You're quite a sight," Stevie said. "Let's fix you up, and get youhome. By the way, I guess we haven't been really met. I'm Stevie." Hekissed the boy's cheek lightly.Five minutes later after Greggie had scrubbed his face, reapplied hismakeup and changed into a yellow sundress, he looked stunning. "Wheredo you live?" Stevie asked him. "Tucker Village," Greggie replied.Tucker Village! That was the seediest men's apartment complex in Miami.For years men's groups had pleaded with local. " True, but that depends on me, doesn't it? At least I'm not like some sort of pre-law or pre-med who has no patience with anybody who doesn't have their entire life planned out already." Ha. Good point." He picked up his fork again. "Okay, let me ask you, then. Do you see this going somewhere? Do you see us still together in five years?"It was her turn to think for a bit. She used her fork to toy with a broccoli floret. "Well ... Actually, what you said is a really good point. It's kind of ....