I damn near dropped, as did every other male. The singlet looked amazing against her olive skin and her firm B cups stood out like little jellies.We j...mped in the car and she filled me in on her adventures and college life, what her parents were doing blah blah. She was the most unaffected beautiful girl I'd met. I'd meet them from time to time in my previous life in the banking industry and snotty princesses were just a pain in the ass; dull, no conversation, the world owed them a favour, you. The game she was playing was obvious to me now.“Do you need to be spanked again?”She nodded once. I saw her eyes dart back to the couch.“No, not there.” I pointed to the cabinet. “There.”Without a word Vi moved to the cabinet and faced it.“Lean forward. Hold on to the top.”My sister’s breathing quickened as her heels rose. She stretched up, fingers sliding over the dark cherrywood, body inclining forward as she rose on her toes, her spine forming a perfect line.“Stay there. I’ll be right. "OK, now let's go upstairs and leave the intrepid explorers to make their plans while we make ours," laughed Renee.As the women walked up the stairs, Ben turned to Martin."It's a mistake to take women on this trip." Is it dangerous?" We can minimize the actual danger. We won't be going into pygmy territory, but as I said before, it's a long hard trip. The helicopter will set us down just a few kilometers away from the village, but the terrain is jungle and the going is slow and difficult." You. "Come on,let's give it a go,just for a laugh".Alison encouraged.Lorraine took another sip of her coffee and stared down at the table,she remembered being over that Monk's knee at school,how hard the spanking was,how bruised her bottom was,but how she touched herself that night and had an amazing orgasm."Ok,let's go," Lorraine said.They both pulled out their phones in a race to see who could find the telephone number of 'St.Birchwood's ,Monastery of Repentance' first..Lorraine and Alison.