It slowed. Pushing off of her car, Menolly quickly walked over as the driver lowered the window."Everything OK?" We're good," Menolly said, hoping she...sounded awake and cheerful as hot air blew out at her. "I'm letting him dig out the truck he stupidly left there." Good." The old woman looked over Menolly's head. "Men should earn their keep. Well, good day to you." And you." Menolly backed up, smiling, as the vehicle pulled away, window rising quickly. She liked her. Friendly, helpful, but not. He felt her nipple between his teeth, he bit down gently.“Harder,” she ordered.David increased the pressure but still she told him to bite harder. He was afraid he would hurt her but then it suddenly began to spin out of control. He bit down hard on her nipple.Mary shuddered from head to toe, holding his head she crushed her breast into him, increasing the pain. She groaned loudly as her orgasm ripped through her body. “Yesssssssss!” She hissed through clenched teeth as she felt the warm. I was sure of it, but before she was ready to shoot, she wanted to put something else on the record. She got close to me, and looked right at me."You mean everything to me, Julie. I couldn't imagine life without you in it, I love you so much. I can never ever lose you," she made sure I knew."And you never will," I set in stone.I put my hands onto her butt, and began spanking her."Who else is into being spanked?" I pondered.She grinned, and let me spank her a few more times. She kept saying. Her visits kindled a flame inside him, gave him a reason to carry on, to maybe even look forward to another day. In short, she was the spark that ignited his will to live again. Their therapy sessions stretched from the prescribed three months to almost two years. Many times, the therapist visited him on her own time, enjoying his company almost as much as he enjoyed hers. At first, they were merely acquaintances, but with time, they became friends. There were many days when they spent time.