He knew he could get fired and even arrested for this, but he didn’t care anymore. All he cared about was how much he wanted her.“Ginger, have yo... ever heard of domestic discipline?”“No.”“It is a practice for husbands to keep their wives in line. Whenever she does something wrong, not good enough for his liking, or she talked back to him, he humiliates her by making her take her clothes off and spanking her. My drill sargeant father did it to my mother and it made her a much better wife and. Realizing forthright honesty was probably not a good idea I tried another number, Gloria, who boasted a 9′ cock. Really…9 inches? Only porn stars have 9′ cocks, so I called. We talked a few minutes and she said to meet her the next day and gave me her address, it was an apartment about a block from Polk St. I drove into the city the next day and as I got closer and closer to her apartment the butterflies, in my stomach, multiplied. Nervous as hell, I almost didn’t knock on her door, but I did.. I want to get fucked!" said Betty, in delicious agony. "I want acock!"Veronica led Betty off of the dance floor. Betty was a bit woozy on herfeet, but followed meekly. Veronica approached a table in the corner ofthe room and handed over some money. A burly bouncer stepped aside andopened a door, through which there were stairs leading up."Where... where are we going?" asked Betty."Upstairs, sweetie!" There are some private playrooms upstairs where wecan enjoy ourselves!Veronica led Betty. I left early enough to stop at the Airport Café as I did most mornings. With so much money invested in Morton Field and how it was connecting the other business ventures of JBG together, it was hard to just drive by any more.Besides trying to keep up with all the investments, the coffee from the café would make any Marine proud. It could walk the walk and talk the talk and keep you awake. I carried a two quart thermos to fill every day. It was worth the five bucks I left on the counter every.