" He moved quickly, springing up from his chair and at the same time reaching down and pulling the belt from his trousers. Then he grabbed me by my ha...r and threw me face down on the table. 'WHACK' The belt lashed my buttocks. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down. Another lash followed by another. "Stop, please. I beg you." Three more lashes rained down on my now sore buttocks. "No more, no more. I'll do it." He lashed my buttocks again and again. "What are you." he asked. "I'm Pauline. Like I said, I liked the way he looked at me when I went in the back to get something. He always stops what he’s doing and looks me up and down then turns away like he doesn’t want me to know he’s checking me out. Still, there was something in his little smile, something in those blue eyes and the way our eyes meet that intrigued me. It’s like he knows me. I always know when a guy wants me, but there was something different about him that really turned me on. It’s hard to explain, but the few. She was fingering her clitoris quite openly: ‘What kept you?’ He added log onto the stove, and spread the lined blanket over the rug. He popped the cork of the wine before undressing. ‘Come here’ He knelt on the blanket, she came to him, and he wrapped her arm around her waist. Holding her close to him, he took a draught of the wine. Kissing her, he transferred the wine to her mouth. A proportion spilled down their chins. Next, he raised the bottle to Rachael’s mouth and let her drink. She. So I thought what the hell , I am here lets see what they got . Go back there and start looking thru there decent selection of magazines and movies . Was back there for a little while when the sheets opened and in the guy from the counter said they had to close for a few minutes while he had to use the restroom...I thought he was kind of hinting at something and I thought what the hell , the worse thing he will do is make me leave...so I asked him if there was anything I could help him out.