When and where do you want to do this?"He said, "I don't get off for three more hours but the chief detailed me to take care of this chick until she i... out of town. So if you want to do this I'll start calling the guys and see who can make it. I'll call you back when I get it set up."I said, "Okay. And if you can't get enough guys together we could always take them over to Al's Camera Club and draw a crowd."Smitty was quiet for a minute while he thought about that. Then he said, "We could. "You're right," I heard him say through the fog. "You need some coffee."We went back to the diner where I work and sat at a booth against the back wall. Neither of us seemed to feel the need to sit by the window. I, for one, had seen enough of the street lately, and I didn't need to watch the world stand still outside the glass. He had gently, but firmly, steered me away from the barstools near the order window and helped me ease onto the padded seat. The vinyl creaked as I sat, and I leaned. ****************************************** Later, she and Roger were up in her room, kissing on her bed. But he wasn’t on top of her, or even under her… no they were side by side where she couldn’t really feel the whole heat of his body. She could barely even feel his hard dick pressing into her. It had her monumentally frustrated, and she ran her hands over his body, down to his hips, trying to encourage him to more. For a moment, it seemed that she had succeeded, and his hands ran up along. Angela was shocked, not just by the swift forcefulness Mrs. Fernandez displayed in taking her over her knee but by the painfulness of the spanks. "Oww!" Angela grimaced and yelled as a second potent blow landed on her well-padded behind, followed quickly by a third and a fourth."Owww! Ouch! I'm sorry! Oww" yelled Angela loudly. A fifth and a sixth slap landed squarely on her ass before Teresa's mother paused. When she felt the tug on her panties, Angela started struggling. Another resounding.