And John had always been glad to see him. Their meetings were upbeat, an escape. They never talked problems.But yes, Frank said. He should have seen.H... went out of his way apologizing. He asked if John wanted therapy, treatment. So John told him about his plan. Frank chuckled and told him he had always been a pigheaded bastard. But yes, it might work. There might be loneliness to cope with, though. A sure pitfall for depression. So let him please prescribe some medicine.John patted his. Against the far wall, there was a chair where Emma would put her clothes and next to the chair was a desk where the logbook was kept. In fact, as Emma continued to get undressed, she saw Officer Campbell open the log book no doubt to check the punishment.Emma had quickly unzipped her dress and slid it down her arms pushing it to the floor and stepping out of it placed it on the chair. She put her arms behind her back and unclipped her bra slipping the straps down her arms and catching it put it. One by one, the candles were lit and the lights were lowered. She wanted it to be an experience he would cherish as much as she did. The mood was set. Now all she had to do is wait. The ice bucket with a bottle of Knudsen’s sparkling cherry chilling and two glasses sat upon the table by the sofa. Neither of them drank alcohol it was the perfect choice. She gave everything a final inspection as she awaited his arrival. The sound of a car as it pulled into her driveway quickly made her heart beat. "Tony, I really need a good fuck but you must promise me it will be our secret! If anyone finds out I will lose my job!" She said as she looked into Tony's eyes"I promise! My other older lady friend has the same need for discretion. I know how to keep my mouth shut as long as I get to fuck you!" Tony saidShe looked at him and smiled."Good enough for me! Now would you like to see my ass? After all you watch during class every day!" She laughed as she stood and turned her back towards him. She.