First of all there is a man who knows her well and who loves her. He is the owner of the firm where she works for and is a widower with a thirteen yea... old daughter. He is very shy and would never find the courage to approach her. His first wife was one of those bubbly personalities who saw his fine qualities and decided that she wanted him. She made the running in the courtship and was the one in control throughout the marriage. I don't say this in an unkind way. She was exactly what he needed. Melanie would then invariably go to her room and Claire hoped she would reflect on her punishment and correct whatever she had done wrong..As Claire listened to her daughter’s pained crying Claire also reflected on the spanking regime. There was no question in her own mind it was the best thing for both her and her daughter. The previous regime of grounding was horrid for them both. Claire had to cope with a sulking and awkward teenager and it invariably meant that her own social activities. The seat belt light was already on; he couldn't even get up to run to the lavatory for his morning piss.It had been a long week in Los Angeles, that city crawling with bimbos, starlets and lovely, nubile pieces of ass (i.e. clericals too young to be executives) in the home office, as well as the plethora of singles and divorcees frequenting the bar in the fancy hotel used for out-of-town management employees. Many of the women had demurely implied or even boldly suggested that the handsome. ถือสายรอสักครู่นะคะ" หมอคะ โทรศัพท์จากพี่หมออะค่ะ" พยาบาลคนสวยประจำแผนกยื่นโทรศัพท์มาให้เมฆ เธอคุยกับปลายสายครู่หนึ่งก่อนวางโทรศัพท์แล้วเดินมาเคาะประตูห้องพักแพทย์เวร"ก๊อกๆ.. " ไม่มีการตอบรับจากอีกฟากของประตู"ก๊อกๆๆ ยังมีชีวิตอยู่มั้ยยัยฟาง ?!" ยังมีอยู่! แต่ใกล้จะไม่มีแล้วโว้ยยย!" ฟางตระโกนกลับมาแบบขำๆ ก่อนเดินมาเปิดประตูในที่สุด"มีไรป้ะแก?" ฟางเอ่ยถามทั้งที่ตายังปรือๆอยู่"เอ้อแก พอดีพี่เขาฝากให้ไปดูผู้ป่วยในห้อง vip หน่อยอะ แกจะไปด้วยกันมั้ยเห็นว่าแกรับเคสนี้เมื่อคืนหรือแกอยากนอนพักในห้อง ?.