Their eyes met. He saw the reluctance in hers. It helped him manage his emotions. The Darkness was forcing her. She had to obey or it would punish her... That's why he went along with it, so she would not get hurt.Yeah, right, came his irritated thought. He glanced past her. The sheets and blanket were new as well. The bed itself was old, but likely would not be for long. "Okay, fine, I'm here," said Richie, trying to sound bored. "What the hell do you want?"Sandra shuddered and let out a husky. “I do. And believe it or not, I actually enjoyed my elective on being a general counsel.”“The fact that you called out that elective in your cover letter was key to you getting this interview.”“As my professors reminded us, when writing, ‘know your audience’ is the key to successful writing.”“How did you do in your ‘civil procedure’ class?”“A solid B. I got an A in contracts.”“Which you pointed out in your cover letter as well! And you mentioned your A in legal writing. But I’m much more. I could never have been luckier for havingher as my mom. She was and is the best mom a child could have. She spenttime with me, and helped and advised me when I needed it. I was never indoubt that my mother loved me.I had an aunt. She was just as rich as we were, but she had a job. Shewas a journalist and her dream was to find the next scandal that would beas big as Watergate. She was always busy and spoke quite fast. She alwayswore these fancy business clothes. She really did not like. Of course, his blurred vision soon returned as he tried to look at her upside-down legs, but he didn’t mind that and really did hope that Miss Moss was still enjoying spanking him as much as he was enjoying being spanked. Of course, enjoying wasn’t quite the right word just then because the pain was once again becoming more than he could bear, but he knew that last time once he got up his erection quickly appeared, and was pretty sure the same would happen again. In the meantime, he stayed.