"hold it in girl, oh, i cant just call you girl you need a name, and it must the right name. looking me up and down pat asked "now lets see, what kind...of girl are spicy or sweet, naughty or nice?" next he told me to release and push everything out, and repeated the process until the water was completely clear. "you know, i like Rebecca, it is classy yet when shortened to Becky it sounds like a trailer park slut ". pat laughingly ask "well my little tramp "what you think of that name?". "yes" i. See, Leslie, even the fantasy was about me. “Well, no, I never told you. I assumed it was out of the question,” he says, kissing my cheek, my eyelids, my forehead. He seems to have forgotten that Leslie is in the room. Fine with me. I’m ready to forget about her myself. “Nothing you could have asked me to do would have been out of the question, Rick,” I tell him, returning kisses on his cheek, chin, neck. “You used the past tense,” he observes. “Does that mean you don’t feel that way anymore?”. “Right, up you get and bend over for me.” I struggled to my feet, moved away and dutifully bent over, legs apart, panties stretched tight between my thighs, hands gripping my ankles; just as I had done hundreds of times in our relationship. I could hear Sue rise, move to the chest of draws. Imagine her selecting the next implement of torment. “I think a couple of dozen with the medium tawse, and then we shall see.” The hem of my skirt was raised, placed over my back, even with my bottom so hot;. You are ALL trying to give me a heart attack." She laughed at me and took her jacket off. "Hang this up for me will you," she said in a very sultry voice, "then come back here and kiss me."I got the jacket hung up, but that was as far as I got. The intercom came on, but no sound, then it switched off. Patricia picked up the phone and dialed a number."Mike? Can you come up here please? Craig has need of your services. Yes, it is urgent." She hung up the phone."A secret signal?" I asked. She.