“Stick that bottom out!” she hissed, trying to use her weight to push me into the correct position.Miss Brown slowly smacked the nasty, heavy rubb...r-soled slipper across my bottom, careful to catch each bum cheek alternately. She paused between each swipe, allowing me to settle myself as the pain burned into my already red and sore backside. Stephanie said nothing as she administered her first dozen smacks, struggling to hold me in position on the sofa.“Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!”I was crying and. Two days later, I received a package, with no marks outside.I thought this people were very discreet for their business.Putting the cardboard box on the table I opened it, feeling a bit excited and getting damp. When I finally opened it, my jaw dropped as I saw the real size of my new sex toy. It looked huge…It seemed so much bigger than the picture I had seen on screen. I wrapped my hands around its thick shaft; but my long fingers were not reaching around the huge girth. I put it close my. “They’re not vital,” I told her. “Just pull your skirt down a little way.”She wriggled the skirt down until she was at least halfway decent before glancing at me and blushing. I ignored her and slowed the car as I drove through the village before turning into my driveway.++++++++++I went into a sort of daze when she started the car again. The road was now totally different. Gone were the smooth open curves of the motorway, replaced by typical English country lanes, twisting and bending, and. She was plain, but she certainly wasn't ugly. There must be a guy out there somewhere, she thought.She could feel that her bodyclock wasn't going to slow down because of this problem...Leanne first noticed the stranger on the night he moved into the flat opposite. Shrouded in darkness, she lay back on a recliner outside on her private patio, enjoying the excellent view she had of the new occupant's flat. She reached for her binoculars on the table beside her, mentally noting any dishy details.