Feeling all the effects of the change in season, he decided that he would forego his usual lunches in the food court with co-workers and dine alfresco...in solitude. He felt a need to be alone, to observe his surroundings, to meditate on life and its meaning while absorbing a little Vitamin D and fantasizing about his perversions. Lincoln Park provided the perfect backdrop for his midday musings. He could sit and eat his brown bag lunch and watch all the people go by. Technically, it wasn’t. Carefully laid out each item in a neat row. He turned his head to the Trainee, gave her a half smile and turned back to the table. He grabbed the flogger and proceeded to walk to the side her."What is your name?" he roared at her.She was still in the dream like state. It was as if she couldn't find the words to speak.A stinging slap across her exposed breast snapped her back into reality."Trainee Susan Sir!!" She screamed out."Repeat!" barked the stranger."Trainee Susan, your whore Sir"An. " What are we going to do now," she asked, fighting back tears of anger and hurt.Mr. B looked at her sternly, and then said, "Well, I am going to give you a good spanking, Kimmi, for lying to me!"Then, before Kimmi could react, he pulled her face-down across his lap and raised up her skirt."Whaaaaa?" she exclaimed, looking back at him. "You knew it was me." Of course, sweetheart. I would recognize those beautiful eyes under any disguise," he said. "We will discuss your deception after you get. And feeling them. Back then, I didn't know why they turned me on so much. They just did. And so the truth is that I spent a lot more time feeling out Freddy's balls, than I did squeezing his dick. By the way, Freddy called them his 'huevos.'”“So is that why you always pay so much attention to my balls? Is it because Freddy's 'huevos' turned you on so much? I mean, do you ever fantasize about Freddy’s 'huevos,' when you’re playing with mine?” I asked Bea point-blank, while staring into her eyes,.