The SPLC Hate Map — the more detailed version — had been especially helpful.Sandra forwarded it to Ash. She told me, “We need to get better at w...rking with civilians.” Daddy nodded; he’d been cooperating with the FBI for a good part of his career.Yet, I knew myself. Knew I was at my best when I was on the move. Shaking down a pimp, running down a Diamond District lead, circulating, snooping.I didn’t resent stakeouts like some cops, at least there I was out in the field. But stuck in an office. ?How is Betty going to be spanked?? I enquired of my upturned guest. Betty was thrown by the question and had to think about it for a moment.?On her bare bottom?? ?Correct first time.? Betty noticeably tensed on my knee. With that I gathered up her skirtand slowly worked it up her long legs, over her clenched buttocks, and threw itover her back. I took a moment to further admire the view. Even though her legswere held tightly together I got an inviting peek at a small part of hervaginal lips.. Her ass looked so good, he knew that he would have to violate her virgin asshole also. But he knew, he would not be able to get inside that tight ass without any help. He fetched a tube of KY jelly and roughly shook Vasuda awake.Wake up you bitch…It is time for another session. This is something you are going to enjoy immensely. It is something different.” He said. Vasuda woke up and rubbed her eyes. She was kneeling on the bed. Her luscious breasts were hanging provocatively due to gravity. He. As we walked past all the people I read his feeling again and found lust rising quickly to the top, I wasn’t quite sure if I was looking forward to it or wishing that I could get away.After the dinner and scores of dances, it was time for us to retire to his house and contaminate the marriage. With many farewells we left, my heart was hammering and my head was clouded as we made our way to his house. In the carriage he sensed that I was nervous and tried to calm me, but I could feel his.