. ," he said, with a mischievous twinkle in his warm brown eyes. "I love Beef Stroganoff." Are you hinting you would like to come home with me for din...er?" she said. "Aren't you afraid I might poison you with my cooking?" she teased."Even if you wanted to poison me, it wouldn't work. Are you forgetting—I'm a doctor?" he said, teasing her."Seriously, Jordan, if you're not busy—why not." she said. "It might be nice for us to spend some time together away from work. Besides," she said, "Beef. "I'll be glad to help if you change your mind," she said, laying a hand on my arm.Change my mind about what? The lingerie, or the phone number? I looked into her eyes and smiled. Either, I decided. I thanked her again, and visions of Kate drew me out of the store and back into the mall.For the rest of the week, I ruled out everything I looked at, for one reason or another. It all came down to the simple fact that I knew so little about Kate. Besides, while our encounters were heated, they only. "He opened his eyes then. "I can feel it every time you shift in your seat. It's driving me crazy. Your leg has been bobbing up and down against mine for about an hour."I frowned, looking down to where our legs were indeed brush against each other. "Maybe if you stopped your manspreading you wouldn't feel it." Kris, you're less than half the size of me. You don't need to take up so much space." Oh, so because I'm smaller that means you get to infringe on my space?"He shrugged, lips tipping into. . Whack... ThudSir smacked the hairbrush off each buttock in turn, hard. The force of the fifth and sixth raise Misty off her feet and her jeans are on fire and rubbing against her. She is tingling. Sir spanking her always turns her on and also the thought of Mrs Pringle within earshot, listening to every word and sound, is arousing her too.Thwackkk... Thwackkk... Thwackkk... Thwackkk.Sir shouts out, "Do you understand, Misty, l will not have this... you will be respectful at all times and.