I kept a roll of toilet paper in the closet for cleaning up the mess. But Stacey’s way of life was work hard and play hard, once drunk.And it was ju...t one of these occasions that arose a few months ago. Daisy was at her sister’s house for the evening and I was alone when I heard Stacey fall out of a taxi at around 11pm. I immediately went to her aid and paid the taxi driver before helping her up to her door. She was in 6” heels and a blue mini dress that left nothing to the imagination as it. He instinctively shouted in terror and tried to scurry back, realizing it was Noah’s sword and he was standing over him. His friends, light sleepers in an area this dangerous, woke up in a flash and got to their feet with their weapons raised, confused and alarmed by the sight of Noah in the predawn light. Was this an assassination attempt? However, they looked down and spotted Noah’s real target. It was some kind of insectoid creature, a stubby centipede with a bulbous shell. It was the size. He had already filed enough briefs for a lifetime. Father Tim had wanted to get into marriage counseling. He thought that his successful marriage gave him a fresh perspective. In the last seven months he could not say he helped anyone other than the church's coffers. And now he had to counsel another of Mother Superior's miscreants.The counseling session was scheduled for the last period of the day. He thought, why do the good sisters have to play these head games with the students? Keep them. I gently spanked her, once on each cheek. Then again on each cheek. "Oh, M'sieur is being very kind to little Fifi." was Lucy's reaction."Oh, no I'm not. I was just letting little Fifi get used to the idea of her punishment." I replied and gave her two hard smacks."Oh." Said Lucy, squirming a bit, which emphasised my erection, painfully.Then twice more, her arse was turning red.Then, finally, twice more. Hard."Ouch!" Don't complain, little Fifi. Accept your punishment." My hand wandered between.