" Good boy James," she said as she put her fingers under my chin and tilted my face back to look at her. "Make room for me."I had just expected that s...e would take the seat facing me on the other side of the booth, but the way she looked into my eyes had me obediently scooting over to make room for her before I had time to think about it. As she slid into place next to me, her hand went to my thigh with such a familiar casualness that I didn't even notice for half a moment. I felt her stroke up. He had seen the look before, sexually aroused from being dominated. Yes, he would train her well. “Now I think it is time for your spanking. Your father interrupted me last time, this time there will be no interruption. Or mercy. Take off your dress. I don’t intend to try to punish you through so much material.” He wanted her to strip for him, much more humiliating for a young girl to do than if he did it for her.Anna knew that it would do no good to protest, but her hands moved slowly, ashamed. To my amazement i shoot my load almost immiediatley.what the hells the matter with me i thought.i got up to go to the bathroom realising i had a cum filled tissue in my hand,oh no raynors got up at the same time.shit ill have to pretend i got a runny nose.yuk.the smell of spunk.raynor grunted good morning as i courteiousley let her go to the bathroom ahead of me.i realised her door was ajar and im afraid i couldnt help myself i took a peak.no dildo.i went back to mays room trying to tell me. "Strawberry Fields?" When he was young John Lennon and his mates used to go to fetes and gardenparties at the Salvation Army children's home in Strawberry Fields and quitea while later he wrote a song about it, THE song about it. But Strawberry Fields was in Liverpool. I looked at her uncomprehending, " But…" she just grinned at me,maybe pleased that she was able, at last, to divert my attention somewhereelse. It was a tranquil glade. There were trees; there was a small incline. Therewere.