"You took one of my pieces," Mistress Elizabeth accused.It's part of the rules, Todd thought. But he answered, "Yes, Mistress." What should be your pu...ishment, for taking one of your Mistress' game pieces?" She stood up, and approached Todd closely. She pressed the edge of the paddle under his chin, pushing upwards. "Look at me, slave." Todd looked into her eyes. "What sort of punishment should you receive?"Todd was shaking, afraid that saying the wrong thing would earn him even more severe. Everyone finished their interview and finally it was my chance. I went inside and saw a good looking guy. May be he was 30. Looked like a married guy. He was looking hot and sexy too. I sat there with my legs crossed to show my thighs. He stared at my thigh and at my boobs as my nipples were sharp. He asked me formal questions first.Manager: Why didn’t you do your higher studies?Me: Sir, my family could not afford.Manager: Call me Sanjay.Me: Okay.Sanjay: Why should I recruit you?Me: I am good,. Not 'guy watcher, ' I guess I'm going to have to watch my language here, but I think you know what I mean. Anyway, let's set up a quick meeting. I want to see if we can find out any more of what's involved with you two if we can. How about we meet at your coffee shop in the Quarter?" Are you sure?" Peter asked, looking doubtful. "There's bound to be a lot of people looking for you in the Quarter now after all this publicity." Yeah," I replied, finally making up my mind to take a definitive. Well, he punched the button and then yelled out a few obscenities. Needless to say, the thumbtack was no longer an option. Our grandson was not exactly happy with the result. I had to use my pocket knife to pry the thumbtack out of his thumb. That was another solution shot down, so I had to think of something else.Our anniversary was coming up, fifty-two years together and I love my wife as much today, and probably even more than when I met her all those years ago. Contrary to popular belief,.