June had given me the greatest blow job I have ever had received. The letter I discovered that she had left for me in my car went into detail on how b...d she wanted me. It also informed me that her sister and parents were leaving town next weekend.Julie finally told me that she and her parents were leaving town on Thursday night to take a tour of some out of state college campuses, they would be gone all weekend. June had already disclosed this fact to me and we planned to use it to our. For now I could still afford to wait for my ship to someday sail in.It sailed in sooner than I expected! Well, not that ship, but another one nearly as good.In the middle of the night one early summer's day in 1982, I got an overseas call from an old friend Randy in the UK music business (naturally he'd forgotten all about the ten hour time difference from Greece to California). He had been mostly working as an agent these days, and he had been landed a plum job opportunity that required at. As his hand became firmer and the spanks harsher, I buried my face in a pillow, crying out with each blow. “I told you I would teach you that some punishments aren’t meant to be enjoyed.” “Yes, Master.” I lifted my head to reply. He stopped spanking me, “Roll over and look at Andy.” I did as I was told, lowering my sore backside slowly onto bed, grunting as I put weight on it. “Tell him why you are being punished.” I looked over at Andy, sat in his chair, looking a little awkward at the. They talked to her about spanking and their wishes, as if it were completely natural and not at all embarrassing. She suggested Ben and Sarah visit her. “We'll just see if it fits, drink a beer together and then decide if it comes to a session or not."At last Sarah parked the car in front of the secluded house. Due to the wet roads they were ten minutes late for their appointment. Nervously, Ben rang the doorbell. With a sinister sarcastic smile, a handsome black-haired woman with a black short.