"That still would have been there when you selected anyway," she said with a laugh. But she wasn't surprised when people took a few moments to analyze...their selections before announcing them. The smaller houses with farmland went quicker than the larger estates. When the estates did go, they were selected by a group of people who wanted to live together rather than one family who wanted to own a great deal of land.When it reached Pernice, he pondered for a moment."I would like to select a piece. I could clearly see her reflection in the glass but this way she wouldn't see me staring at her when she turned around. I watched as she picked up the little cardboard tray with its four take-away cups held in place – always four cups – and made her way out of the cafe. From the reflection of her face in the glass, she seemed happy and relaxed as she walked past me.A cough sounded right next to the table. I looked and couldn't hide a little jump. She was standing right there, looking down at. Otherwise, you will find yourself bent over and getting a damned good hiding for keeping such horrible things to yourself,” she said as she continued tapping my bottom with the slipper.“How are Rebecca and Rachael these days, Sylvia?” Wendy smiled as she asked.The slipper was drawn back.“Perfectly behaved, Wendy,” She replied as she took aim before bringing the slipper down hard across the centre of my fleshy bottom.“Thud!”The pain burned deep into my already sore bottom, but no matter how hard. The door of the house was the most beautiful depiction of an aroused cunt in all of the kingdom of Eros. It was sculpted by the best artist in the country as a favour to his adoptive mother, Quella, who at forty was still as sexy and active as any eighteen-year-old. Vion, his adoptive father, was a tall dark and handsome man with a cock to be proud of. Zenoi was grateful that they had sent him to the Temple when they discovered his powers of love.He knocked twice and then entered. No one was in.