"Would you be willing to learn?" he asked.What was this, a job interview? "Yes," I said."Do you think you could work with Dusty here?" he grinned."Dus...y?" We call her Dusty at the office. You'll notice she has freckles? She hates it, but I use it a lot. Keeps her on her toes."Connie stuck her tongue out at him and he laughed."I think I could, yes," I said.He smiled at me and turned to Connie. "How about you, Dusty girl? You think she's capable?" Yes, I do," Connie replied.He drained his cup and. “I’ll do you, now.”“But...” Katie began, then realized that Beth would never do anything – at least, not deliberately – that would actually kill her.“Come on, earth girl,” Beth chided her, “you’ve been axed, staked, shot ... You’re still here. I promise you’ll enjoy this a lot more than an axe in the back...”Katie smiled. Giggling nervously, she practically pranced over to the wall, losing her blouse and sliding her shorts down to her knees as she traveled. Leaning against the wall, now, she. Why? Because there was no deterrent. Not a real one at least. Now though I had to be more careful. I obviously knew being good just once didn’t mean I had changed. I was certain to earn many more spankings. I did giggle to myself, knowing if I became a goody good shoes I can still ask Sharon to spank me. Actually, I felt all goosy at the thought. My pussy fluttered. It didn’t matter that more and more people will know I am spanked by my chummy mummy. I relaxed when Sharon was out, masturbating. Her comment did, however, break the tension. When he first decided to take flying lessons Anne was his flight instructor. He started the lessons when his marriage was in its final throes before separation, and she provided a sympathetic ear. She hadn’t told him everything about her background, although, he did know she had been married before as it came up several times during their talks about his failing marriage. She had encouraged him to change careers, to flying full time. After he had.