Each moment stretched out into a lifetime, her anticipation building and building. He rubbed the paddle back and forth across her ass. “Pet, it lo...ks like you’ve made a mess. Naughty, naughty.”She was suddenly scared. “I’m sorry, Sir. May I clean it up?” Would he send her to bed early? Not even spank her? “Did you know you were dripping?”She knew not to lie. She never lied to him, not after the one time, at the beginning. She had felt so bad, even his punishment hadn’t been enough. . Although my brother and I shared a apartment together, since we we"re both in the same university, but i often noticed him looking at me in a "hungry way". I wasn"t gay, at te time I was what you would call a player, going from one girl to another. We were heading down to montreal from Boston, and it was a long drive. We were taking turns driving the car because 6hrs is way to long for anyone to be driving. we finally arived at out father"s house, he and our mother had been divorced for 10. Waking up in that hotel room and finding her gone … Perversely, those feelings hurt more than the physical scars caused by the roadside bomb. Nick sighed heavily. ‘Don’t apologise,’ he said gently. ‘It was a long time ago.’ ‘Oh God, Nick. This is all so sudden. ‘So many questions… What happened to you?’ Nick sketched a history: Waking to find her gone, wandering aimlessly around Perth, his decision to return to England, the army, and finally, the explosion that had caught him along his left. There was something different about Cindy this morning and it didn't take Doug long to notice it. Normally Cindy wore clothes that were modest yet attractive to the office. This morning she had on a white blouse that was tucked into a form fitting black skirt. This skirt was what got his attention. It stopped a full five inches above her knees and as she sat in front of his desk, smoothing the material with her hands the slit along the side show a great deal of her thigh. "She has a great pair.