“Here, princess,” he made on overt bow and movement with his arm.“You are a mess!”“But you like it.”“Perhaps.”“Look. I usually walk ...round naked and barefoot. So, I’m not super comfortable. Mind if I disrobe. I’ll leave on my boxers.”“Your house. Suit yourself,” Shah said with ease.Shah observed the suntanned white man remove his clothing. He saw a hardy man with nice muscle definition and a good bit of body hair.“Try not to salivate too hard,” Dave chortled.“I’ll try,” Shah rolled his. "Hey Babe, don't ya think this boy's a little small? I say throw him back and come sit with a real man; maybe we can get to know each other a whole lot better." That boy as you call him is a whole lot more of a man than you'll ever be," I replied, already sliding my way out of the booth."Who, him?" and he pushed Billy's shoulder."You lay a hand on him again and I will break off your arm and beat you with it."At this point I was already on my feet, my fists clenched and ready to fight. He looked. Our similar interests in politics and books brought a close bond between us.Three months after she joined, I saw myself spending more time with her.We went out for coffee after work, sometimes taking a walk around the area before she headed back home.Soon, it turned into a compulsion.She stayed back everyday, sometimes making excuses with her husband so that she didn’t have to reach home early to tend to her kids.Our hands brushed as we walked. I sensed a deeper relationship that was. She watched her mother swing the cane so hard at her own jiggling cheeks. She heard herself shriek “11 Thank you ma’am!” She thought about the spanking she received a few weeks ago. It was such a hard and humiliating thrashing. Makaela was framed by Amber, then Amber got to watch her spanked...naked. Makaela had lost and she knew it, Amber got to watch her humiliated. Makaela stared in horror hearing her squeal and beg her mother to stop spanking her. Amber had filmed it. Makaela immediately.