--The girls had no idea how many blows their poor little asses took before she finally tired of beating on them. However even after that they couldn't...bring themselves to admit to her accusations. The girls can only wait for the paddling to start over. Yet when they look at Miss Watson they see she's undressing.--Before they know it Miss Watson is almost completely naked. With her only garments being her high heels, stockings, and garter belt. Looking at her body the girls can see Miss Watson. How could I refuse? Her eyes compelled me like they had never done before. She waited for my answer. "If you think I can . . . " Connie turned to Terry before I even finished. "We're on. Jeffrey's going to fill in for Gwen." The models turned to look at me. All of their faces betrayed their surprise. Terry had something to say. "I don't know Connie." "He'll be fine. Stephanie has just the dress and Pam is sure she can make him up to look convincing. No one will ever know." "The camera will. "But John!" she protested."You want the life of a whore then have one, cooking cleaning and children for your day and on your back of an evening," I snapped."For you?" she asked."And my friends," I said, "What say you?" Yes," she said, "Shall I live in Leeds with you?" Indeed for nothing else is left." I said and forgetfully I let my guard slip and the moment of ecstasy was upon me and my seed boiled from me forcibly making her squeal with delight.We lay a moment and then I withdrew, took my. “H-hi mom. I’m a little busy here, but I’m fine. I might be a little later tonight. I’ll call you back later ok?” My voice quivered. Why did she have to call now? “Fine. Well, take care now.” She hung up a bit upset by my rejection.I leaned on my forehead and wiped my face. Her timing couldn’t be worse. Suddenly my phone rang again. This time checked who was calling me. It was Lena. I stretched my neck and picked up the phone for the second time. “With-” I started.“She’s out now. I b-believe.