..3:46pm. Great. All she wanted to do was curl up at her home with a glass of champaign and a block of chocolate, and of course, a romance novel. Perh...ps she could find one about a lawyer and her boss? She shook her head. Time to get back to work, she thought as she sat back down and buried her head in the latest case- a pissed divorcee wanting money from his ex. Great. Chapter four: It was 10:45pm and Alex had only just gotten home to his mansion. He stretched his feet out on his plush sofa. But the time was running out, and I was already late, so I knocked the door thrice, and waited for a reply. The door opened immediately, and I was greeted by a familiar face. A face that I had been trying to forget for the past one year. A face that I hoped never to see again. But, that face was staring at me once again, with the familiar, devilish smile. I was hoping she would say something, but she just kept on looking at me. I felt scared and embarrassed, and my head bowed down in front of. He bends me over his knees, and lifts up my robe exposing my milky bubble butt. SPANK! He spanks me hard. "AAAAYYY!!" I yell. He smacks me again, and again. Im crying and pleading him to stop, he keeps spanking, and my ass keeps jiggeling and turns to red. Soon I start enjoying the sensation. my legs stop squirming, and my protesting cries turn into pleasure moans. "I think you learned your less" he says as he pushes me to the ground " I'm on my knees wiping tears off my face "yes daddy". He. My car won’t start.”I looked at her in disbelief then I replied, “Christmas Angel?”She laughed and said, “Yes! Really! I blame my parents for it. I was born at one minute after midnight on Christmas Day twenty-five years ago and of course our last name is Angel. My friends just call me Chris.”I smiled at her and said, “Hi Chris. Please don’t take this wrong but you look like the girl in my dream last night.”Chris looked at me real well and then replied, “You know, you look like the man that was.