Here.’ ‘I don’t understand,’ he said. ‘Why won’t you explain what you mean?’ ‘Because you wouldn’t believe me. Because it doesn’t ...ake sense. Because you’re not ready to listen to me yet.’ He shook his head and set his plans aside, forcing his attention onto the jumper she had made. ‘It’s very well done,’ he said gently, looking at her form the corner of his eye. ‘Did it take long?’ She wiped her tears with a hand that shook slightly and steadied herself before she spoke. ‘No. The trousers were. She was much older than I and reminded me of my big bottomed history teacher. I sat down with my bag I had just gotten from the grocery store. Two bottles of champagne and two belts I brought from home. She finished eating as we made small talk and then said, ‘Are you ready?’ I played cool but I was nervous as hell, ‘sure, uh, let me finish this glass first.’ She went to the bathroom and came out putting on a silk nightie stating very plainly, ‘Well, I want you to spank me for eating too much.’. Indeed, she usually went to her private toilet afterwards and masturbated as well as just soon as Emma had left her study. Miss Jackson did think about how it was fortuitous that she had met Emma at the S&M party. Miss Foster had originally suggested she go to understand what it was like to be caned as until then she had only caned the students and needed to understand the pain herself. Miss Jackson hadn’t told Miss Foster that she actually liked the idea of being disciplined herself and so. You met them. Ted is going with me."I remembered. Karen and Ted worked together. We had met him and his wife for dinner once. I recalled Karen introducing Ted as a coworker, and that was two years ago. "They're devoted to each other," Karen remarked later. To me, the younger woman seemed over protective of her man, as if she detested the camaraderie her husband and my wife shared. Was her apprehension justified?Ted was maybe forty, tall and muscular with dark hair. I remembered his glasses..