What if, as they say, I am caned on my bare buttocks, it's not the short sharp pain that hurts, it's the humiliation of touching my toes, and his seei...g the crotch of my panties, soiled with my girlish secretions, abuse of my vanity, for me, more sever than the raised bloodied welts on my arse. The big door to his study opens and suddenly he is standing in its frame. I see immediately, he is old, and smallish in stature, I feel I am taller than he, which makes me feel more relaxed, as if he. My own room, car, etc etc… and SHARE WITH HUBBY!I was not the first young woman to puke her guts up in Trinity Street. A man saw that I was in trouble, he was just passing by and, after a bit of a wipe down, he took me to a cafe and looked after me. He was sweet. He called it ‘safeguarding’ and it was something he obviously knew about. Long story short, he made me call my Mum and my boss and later he saw me all the way to my front door. He gave me his phone number and said. “I hope you never. After talking with him for a while I had theurge to rub his tummy. I was rewarded with a genuine cat purr.One of the most surprising booths was a woman selling some "magic lamps"that were "Made in Oman." I looked at her nameplate that said Maria Perez.She is but one of the characters in a genie story I wrote. How could shebe real? Yet, the evidence was in front of me.There were other characters as well including witches, sorcerers,inventors and doctors, to name a few of their professions. I was. Annie said, "I don't think Frederick has seen me naked in the daylight ever."Lisa said, "You ought to try it. I bet both of you would like it. You don't have any kids still at home. Unless you tell people, no one will know about your scandalous behavior." She chuckled.Annie smiled. "I may try that just to shock Frederick."Lisa said, "Just be ready for a strong, happy reaction." Both ladies chuckled.Annie became business-like. "I have your messages and mail arranged on your desks. I talked to a.