I looked back at my agent, "The tall brunette."She nodded, smiled as if she had known I was going to choose that one. I usually chose the attractive o...der women. Amanda strode up to the woman and asked, "What is your name dear?"The woman, probably on the far side of thirty was standing in black heels, white stockings and garter and nothing else. She looked a little stunned to be chosen - the relief, the pleasure in my choice not yet apparent. But it will be. "Josephine", said the woman with a. Dhire dhire baat aage badne lagi. Usse maine baato baato mein apna phone number de diya.Ek do din baad uska text aaya. Tab din ke 2 baje the aur ghar pe koi nahi tha.Ranveer – Hi aunty.Main – HelloRanveer – Nice dp.Main – Thank you.Kafi der tak hum dono idhar udhar ki chat karte rahe. Main waise hi ghar mein bore hoti thi. Usse baat karna mujhe achcha lagne laga. Fir aise hi chat karte hue woh mere looks ki tarif karta rehta. Aur main mann hi mann khush hoti thi.Kuch din baad ab hamaari phone. As she always was in this situation Brenda was wet as she anticipated the first cane stroke.Christine had one more look at the upturned arse before raising the cane and SWISH! THWACK! landing the first stroke.Christine was shocked by the sound that the cane made on impact with Brenda's buttocks and Brenda swayed slightly before saying, "Harder, much harder."Christine tried to put a bit more strength behind the next stroke and SWISH! THWACK! brought a slight groan from Brenda before you said,. . The RIGHT way to do it, in her mind, was to experience SEVERAL men, and then make a reasoned selection based upon their individual merits, which might or might not include their sexual prowess. Randall actually had several things going for him, even without sex; if it turned out that he REALLY WAS a stud, he'd be a catch. But Darla Jean had NO IDEA whether Randall really WAS a stud or not... For now, she merely basked in the glow of her new womanhood. Next time, she'd use some kind of birth.