Her eyes followed me as I walked to and returned from the coat rack in the corner. Our eyes met again and I gulped, painfully aware of what was to fol...ow.Just as I opened my mouth to speak, she interjected, “Am I supposed to get naked for this or what?” The very thought elicited a deep pang of lust in my core.“Many people do,” I replied, resisting the urge to mentally undress her, “But some keep their underwear on. It’s really whatever you’re comfortable with, Ms Waltham.” I retrieved a towel. I was heating up again, but the fan helped to cool me down. His hand starts the journey back up my thigh. I hold my breath waiting. I am getting wet now, anticipating more. The fingers play at the edge and dance in my little curly pubes, then go up to my belly, just barely touching the skin. Then suddenly his hand presses down, it is a big hand, I feel a jolt run thru my body. He starts moving again, massaging as he travels upwards. Oh, but it feels so good, I moan a little again. His fingers. And idiots, both of them. One of them wrote ‘Dummy’ on the forehead of the other while he was sleeping. As a gag, for no reason. With permanent marker. The second friend had to have his sister show him how to cover it up with makeup for a month. He scrubbed it every night for that month before he could finally get it faded enough. Idiots.” He chuckled to himself and shook his head.He finally stood up and walked over to Emma. Emma tensed up but didn’t move or speak. She noted that he had a. ”They slid under the covers and touched each other over and over before falling asleep in each other’s arms.Monday afternoon, Sophie and Dolly arrived early so they would be prepared for their first shift. Mrs. Black assured them that someone was monitoring each of the spanking rooms, and if there were any problems, a bouncer would be sent in to help.The girls hugged and wished each other luck. Then they went to meet with their first clients.Dolly’s first client was a man who liked to spank.