When she was still the fifth stroke landed.“FFFFFFF –”“Just one more.”It landed on the crease where buttocks meet thigh.“OHHHHHHH!!!!”�...That’s it. All over.” She stood up. Both hands flew to her bottom and rubbed frantically.“Do you need time to compose yourself?”“I’m alright sir. Thank you, sir.”He wrote something on Madame Peche’s note and handed it to her. “Give this to Madame Peche. Off you go!”She returned to the classroom and knocked on the door.“Enter!”She obeyed.“Ah! The prodigal. "Very nice, Hmm" he mumbled as he inspected my face. "What is your name" he asked. "Its summer sir" I replied shyly my hands trembling at his touch my palmssweating profusely and my knees where going weak. "Do you speak English well summer" he asked me "Yes sir I was taught by the parishners who came to our village when I wasyoung" I looked at him shyly and he could see my fear of him. "very well for a while you will be looking after the children until theirgoverness comes back and at that. I wasn’t sure when I wanted to give it to you, but now seems appropriate.”“I don’t need gifts, Mac. I only need you,” Grace said as she nuzzled her head against his shoulder.“All the more reason that I want to give you this,” Mac said as he held out a little box. “It’s just something I saw that made me think of you. I want you to know that you’re mine. That you’re not just my assistant nor my escort, you’re the love of my life.”She opened the box, and tears welled up in her eyes. “It's. “We are going to fix that tonight.” I laughed, as I tilted Amy’s glass up for her to drink some more.Amy had managed to finish two glasses of wine before Becky joined us in the living room. Becky grabbed her own untouched glass and drank a little. By now Amy’s complexion was taking on a pink tinge and I knew that after one more glass Amy would be loose and ready for action.Becky had dressed for seduction, wearing one of her shorter skirts that barely covered her beautiful ass. I love her skirts.