“Cool, that’s fine with me. I guess we would have to go with a ‘pay to play,’ since I don’t think any of your girlfriends would be up for it...” She drank her coffee and wiped her hands on a paper napkin. “No, they wouldn’t. Don’t worry, I will handle it.” I went inside and got us some more coffee. We sat in the sun talking until it disappeared behind the trees. It was a nice afternoon, and I had gotten what I wanted.The following Saturday was my birthday and on Friday, Linda and I went shopping. I snapped back to the reality of Sandi's question. I wasn't wearing underwearat all because mine didn't fit. I didn't think I should tell her that thoughso I lied. "It is very comfortable actually. You should try it."She said she would and she asked if I wanted to run the day after tomorrow. Isaid I would love to. These runs were the only thing keeping me sane.Sandi left and I went back to the mirror to take inventory again.My head of hair was now very full and was down to my shoulders. My face. "Sheila then realised that for her to now spank Yvonne she would have to put her burning backside on that hard chair but thought that that would probably add to the sexual exhilaration she was feeling."I see you have been leaking," said Sheila looking at the damp patch on the chair before very gingerly sitting down.She squirmed her arse on the chair and her arousal went up another notch or two.Yvonne lay over her lap and Sheila spanked her hard and fast.CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRCK!. Just overnight," he added as he saw the look in her eyes."Can't you just give me something for pain, slap a band-aid on my head and let me go. I got work." She hated hearing the whine and weakness in her voice but she hated hospitals worse."Okay, let's make a deal." He took her hand, slid his down to her wrist and checked her pulse himself. "Let's get the x-rays, stitch up your forehead, and then we'll go from there."While he waited for her to answer, an answer that he had no intention of.