I arrived at her house at 5.55pm and knocked at the door. "Come in Peter" I went into the lounge and straight away saw the cane lying on the settee. "...o this is the deal, I will punish you as before if you accept then you get the good reference, if not then you get a bad one, deal" 'I have no choice do I' She sat down on a chair, "right bend over my knee" I started to bend down when she stopped me, "on the bare I think" I dropped my trousers and pants and bent over her knee. "oh it is not erect. Now in her late thirties however the glasses were gone, thanks to Lasik surgery, and she had upgraded her wardrobe to a more modern and somewhat fashionable style. While still not incredibly sexy, the skirts were a little shorter and the sweaters a little tighter. It seemed to help with her career as she had gotten two promotions since she changed her style of dress. She knew that she had accomplished a lot on her job, and deserved her promotions, but she also realized that a little harmless. It was anger. “What is it Jeff!” I could see this was not the attitude he was expecting from the smile that died on his face. He looked away then back at me. “You look so different with your new hairdo, we’re going to have to take another picture of you. Come down at 11 and I’ll do it for you.” “Okay” I turned and began walking away. “Ms Grant.” “What?” “Your hair looks really good” I was surprised and just managed a nod before I continued on my way again. I felt good that morning. I received. Is bar mujhey laga key koyee lund jaisi cheez meri gand mien ghus rahi hey. Thodra sa derd bhi howa mager maza aa raha tha.Yoon laga jaisey meri gand ki gehrayee mien kisi jaga woh handel an rasta banna chahta hey. mien ney gand dheeli kerdi aour jaisey hi us tang jage sey burash ka handel agey giya mien aik dam jhadr gayee. Uffff kitna maza aya. laiken mera man cha raha tha key subash key lund jaisi shakal ki shampoo ki botal apni gand mien utaroo. Mien rasoyee mien gayee aour khaney key tail.