We had struck a deal and that meant the health of my bottom was going to drastically change!Skillfully he raised my short black dress up and pulled do...n my sheer panties. I felt the cold October air on my bared butt. It gave me an instant case of goose bumps. Suddenly, I heard a whooshing sound as the paddle travelled through the air, followed by a hard, white hot pain which exploded into the baby-fat I found to be poor protection. The loud crack of wood against flesh rang in my ears. I gasped,. ..”“No! Sir is good.” He interrupted her with a smile. He thought for a moment. “From now on you will call me sir, unless there are other colleagues around, in which case, Master will suffice.” The look of shock on her face made him laugh out loud. “I’m joking, doofus! In work, Alex is fine. Master is for when we are not at work. Master, or Sir.” This time he was not smiling. She simply nodded and responded.“Yes sir.” She smiled shyly. He reminded her of their meeting in the car park after work. The fucking cunt! I'm a good looker, especially now that I've gotten over Henry, and moved on with my life, but not like that, and definitely not then, in the state I was in. There was me, repressed and moody, doing prozac and the dizzy dame drug of the month, and she walks up, points her tits at my Henry, and asks him if he'd like a ride in her old money, Republican Rolls. He doesn't even look at me, and just gets in, and I get to imagine what's going on for two days and a night. I was in. Carmen, appropriately, wasbrilliant.It was interesting to watch the three groups of children interact.Every single family seemed to be full of healthy relationships, despitethe differences in the children's abilities. The smart daughters lookedout for their less fortunate siblings and those siblings simply acceptedtheir diminutive role, even in families where the first smart daughterwas the third or fourth child.It's an amazing thing to watch a sixteen year-old girl taking advicefrom her.