Oh well. You can’t win them all.The woman was getting closer and I was truly becoming nervous. It was most likely an illusion; my mind was desperate...to escape from reality. But the figure kept coming ever closer. I could feel the panic setting in already. She stopped about 20 feet in front of me. She looked and rubbed her eyes and then looked again, as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing either. Neither could I, if that gave her any comfort. I blinked twice and she was still. It had been Catherine's old school uniform that had led to what was now happening because Julie caught her son wearing it and gave him a good hiding, things very much escalated from there.CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!Julie,seated on a kitchen chair, had commenced the spanking of Christopher's bare backside and neither she nor her son heard the front door being opened by the key that Catherine still possessed.CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!Catherine was by now looking open. With the encouragement of the wine, our dinner conversation quickly turns naughty. We’ve both definitely forgotten the daily grind, and only talk about us. I’ve made no secret of how incredibly hot you look, trying to flatter you into admitting your beauty. I always explain it that you’re not just hot or pretty. What sets you apart is that you have a ‘glamorous’ beauty. You’ve been told by many that you look like some movie star, usually someone with long, curly brown hair. To me you are the. They also asked about my sexual history and my porn viewing habits. Filling out the form made me very horny and I had to masturbate just thinking of what the study would be.The following day I received an email inviting me to the research lab. I showed up on time and was let into a small lecture room by a young bookish but somewhat attractive research assistant who introduced herself as Anna."Frank, please sit down, we have to go over a few things."I took a seat and waited nervously for the.