”As this thought was finishing in my mind, there was a swift hard slap on my panty covered behind. I squealed in pain and surprise. Then there were ...our more hard spanks on my ass. After the last one his had gently ran around my rear. I could feel his penis rising up under my stomach. Mr. Anderson's left had continued to hold me down on his lap and the sofa. I was suddenly surprised when I was spanked again, then again, and again for five more swats on my now sore fanny. Tears came to my eyes. "Oh, I dunno," he said. "An art gallery, the Zoo, anything. No, drop that. Not the Zoo - I spent the day in one." I shan't ask you what happened today," she said. "But what happens next? Over the next few days, I mean." Oh, I guess there will be another inconclusive meeting tomorrow - could turn out fairly long, but then you are away all day, aren't you?" he said.She nodded and felt pleased he had taken note of, and cared about, when she would be there."And there just may be another meeting on. Oh, and I was hoping it would be more than just our date at the police station tomorrow.”She giggled again. “You’re too cute. Yes, Doug, I’ll go out with you. You’re not afraid to be seen with a teeny-bopper? Not going to smear your image as a super hero crimefighter?”“Teeny-bopper? You said you were a physical therapist. You can’t be that young. That’s at least a two-year program, right?”“Yeah. I started early and ended early. I’ll be nineteen in May.”“You look a lot older than that, but. You are tied up, helpless, at my pleasure, and I intend to enjoy this evening. The question is, will you?" Jill looked at Ted and seemed unable to process what he was saying. "Spread your legs, Jill, let me see your pussy." Jill, feeling a little strange because her clit was already throbbing and her pussy was juicer than it ever had been, refused. "OK," he said, " Let's try a different approach." Reaching under the bed, he retrieved the box of goodies and started rummaging around. Jill tried.