When I'd finished my breakfast, I said, "Excuse me, but I'm still SERIOUSLY hungry. Could I have some more please?" No. Everyone gets the same."#3: #3... #5: We revisited the empty offices again, pressing the shift key on each keyboard. On the third attempt, the screen came to life. It was still logged in! Chances were that the owner had stepped out for dinner, but I couldn't rely on that, and I didn't know how long ago he'd left. I'd be able to read the screen and see anyone coming in the door. Even that didn't wake him. With her arm draped over him, her hand only inches from his penis, she drifted into that place between sleep and wakefulness.At work Ramona drank a cup of coffee and felt a little better. She really did love her job. She got along well with everyone at the bank. She had been more comfortable as an invisible teller, but even now the sheen of being involved with the Nettleton account had dimmed a little and people were back to business as usual.There was a new pile of. SNAP.....SNAP...SNAP."Stop." I said. "Linda, you aren't doing that hard enough. Assume yourposition in front of me." When she did, I gave her two hard lashes butnot on the ass. One on each breast! The birch left a long thin welt onthe sides of each breast. Each stroke brought a yelp and tears to hereyes. Then I told her to continue with Cathy. This time, she whippedher with a will. It took her 30 strokes to reach Cathy's ass. Another30 to reach her shoulders. By now, the strokes were less. OK?" Why are you so serious babe? We're just having fun and it's no big deal. Just come on over here to big Billy and let me take your mind off of serious stuff." No. Bill, we're through. This is the last time I'm going to be with you. You had some fun but it's over. I hope you'll accept that and let it go. I should never have begun this but I did and now I have to end it. I came this last time just to be fair to you." Ah, come on Serena. There's no need to do this. We're just having fun. No.