"But mainly because it won't raise any suspicion."She came back, swinging it in the air. Whish, whish. Back and forth. I was terrified. She positioned...herself standing at my side. She brought the cane slowly done to my ass, as if to measure her swing. And then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her lift up the cane and she brought it crashing down on my ass. It sounded like a firecracker. I let out a yelp. "Stay silent or else," she ordered. Then she walked around to my other side, again. "Well we saw all the tourist things, like the Eiffel tower the Louvre and scads more...." I continued for almost a half-hour, long after Jennifer had finished her tray. She looked animated quizzing me, like her old self. I had read all the books available on Paris in the school library in anticipation of my own trip in addition to Becky's letters, so she didn't stump me once.Finally I asked, "May I call down for some breakfast myself, I came up here without eating." Yes dear, by all means do.. He noted that she had no hair on her crotch, leaving the pale white skin smooth. Perhaps it was his eyes playing tricks on him, but he could have sworn that he saw a hint of moisture between her thighs. As she saw him jump when she spoke, the woman’s smile grew just a little bit, it wasn’t mocking, but seemed to be from some sort of joke that only she got. ‘I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you, it’s just… I saw what happened with you and Mistress.’ The woman paused after saying the. He softly spoke romantic words in her ear, wanting to protect her from people like him, save her, but from what he couldn’t say. What started as a proposition quickly transformed into an intimate embrace of understanding for which he had no words. Swain moved his lips down to her neck, pulling her head back, lightly nibbling her earlobe. She moaned then pressed her body against his. Intense desire, pure and strong threatened to overwhelm his patience. She placed sweet sexy smooches all over.