Into his fifties, the grey haired man was a scholar, being very versed in early psychology and as a playwright and author. Amanda thought he was the m...st intelligent man she had ever met, and a good mind had always been far more likely to get her juices flowing than mere good looks. After meeting him at the premiere of a play produced by Samuel, his intellect took just a few weeks not only to get inside her bloomers, but to get them, together with every other piece of her clothing onto the. The street lights and stars burned bright as I made my way closer to my girlfriend and whatever fun I could stir up. Finally, I crossed 42nd street at the corner of University, with Ginger's place a little over a block further and my imagination already starting to stir.After reaching the group home, I had to somehow make sure to only wake Ginger and not the rest of the sleeping girls. She did not share a room like most of the other girls, thankfully, so my risk was not that great. I found her. That was something else that had not changed. He could smell the slight hint of lavender, a sign she was still using the same cheap shampoo and conditioner she had favored as long as he had known her. Robert removed his hand from her breast and moved it down, along her soft and lumpy belly, until he reached her meaty thighs. They sat against one another, closed tightly, but a slight pressure from his fingers made her shift. Amiee let out a slight moan and opened her thighs just enough. She was. However, we needed a limit, so we agreed on hard spanking and then 20 cuts of a belt or cane!” She raised her head as if to look at the ceiling, and under her chin was a small scratch, she said he had put two belts together and looped one round her neck, kissed her and secured the other under the table end somehow, the buckle of the first stuck into her chin, but the2” thick, tight leather round her throat, wow that was something else! By now he was painfully stiff, asking if “she found the.