It seemed sensible to head through Dallas and Houston on our way to Galveston. There should be enough traffic to insure that the roads were in good co...dition.Dallas was not just like any other small Western town. It was like any other large Western town. The streets were dusty, the store fronts were dirty, the place smelled bad, but there was a difference from small towns: there was a saloon and a brothel in every block. Sometimes on the same side of the street, and sometimes on opposite sides. I'm sure it's faster than waiting for connections." Come on out. Since I don't have a student, I'm the designated charter jockey. I think you'll like my idea."Wanda and I packed and drove to the air park, parking over by the charter office. John came out of the office and walked me back to a wildly painted Cessna 206. He said, "You're going to fly us to St. Louis. You're going to have a long lesson today and get checked out in another plane. We'll stop in at several small airports on the way. With that, he quickly walked up to her, grabbed her hands behind her back with one hand, pushed her forwards so she was bent over, and proceeded to land several hard blows to her ass. He then let her stand up again, and told her to kneel. This time she did so without complaint, keeping her head down. ?Now, you either ask permission or the next thing I hit you with is the crop. Do you understand, slut?? He loved to watch how she went so quickly from resisting to being very compliant. ?Yes, sir.. It was only a matter of days after I’d moved in to my cosy new cottage that I observed a removals van at the house opposite, and a flurry of activity as furniture was being carried in through the front door. I also noticed an attractive brunette in her early thirties together with a young blonde man in his late teens or early twenties gesticulating to the men so I assumed that these were the new owners. I resolved to introduce myself at an opportune moment and welcome them to the.