He then showed her his room and where she could put her things. She said she needed a shower and would be back out in a little while. She told me tha... she had packed a lot of different sexy lingerie and wanted to really look good. She put on a sexy cream color and baby blue bra and panty sat. Then topped it off with a cream colored silk camisole that just barely covered her butt. When she opened the door, Randy was lying back on the bed, shirtless with just his jeans on. She said that she. "Luanne punched him again, "Stop making fun of me."Steve looked at her sharply, and said, "Punch me again, and you'll get a spanking."Luanne shivered and said, "You would, wouldn't you?"Steve replied, "Yep, and you'd get off on it, wouldn't you?"Luanne shivered again, and said, in a tiny voice, "Yes."Steve said, "Then it's a good thing I'm such a nice guy, isn't it?"Luanne just nodded.Steve hugged her, and said, "Don't be scared, I'm just fucking with your head again. Give me a kiss and we'll. Squirming in delight, she hummed to herself, biting her lip, her eyes closed behind the blindfold. She was wearing cheap clothing, a top that was too tight for her, making her ample breasts swell under the light pressure, pushing her chest up and hugging her waist, jeans that were far too tight, and had been a comical struggle to try and get on in the first place, but, as a result, that clung to her hips beautifully, shaping her cheeks and following her soft legs down to her bare, twitching. Hadn’t I just collapsed by his pool the week before after knocking over a second off my personal best? He leaned forward.“‘Try’ is a weasel-word, James. It’s something that people say so that if they don’t succeed, they can say ‘Well, at least I tried’. It foreshadows and implies that you’re okay with defeat.”“Sorry, sir. I want to get to nationals.”“Well then,” he said as he pulled a file from a pile on his desk. “I want to drive a mint-condition Aston Martin DB5 but I have to make do with a.