..oOo“You know, Alan, that Mr. Jones is really rather struck on you.”“Mmm. When I saw how he was after the caning I did give him some – what d...d you call it? – relief.”She gaped at him. “Relief? You mean...”“Well, not by hand that time, Matron.”After a moment of incomprehension, the penny dropped, and she gave a short bark of laughter. “Oh, you are a naughty boy. The poor man will be besotted. I think what you need is a good spanking.”“Perhaps the bottom's a bit on the tender side right now,. ‘How long have you got, Jay?’ Emma asked me as we left the office. ‘Oh, I probably don’t need to get back to Bishopsdown for a couple of hours.’ ‘Why don’t we use the time for the weekly team meeting?’ She suggested to Maggie who nodded agreement, ‘I’ll find Jack, Josie and Grace and we can all have breakfast together.’ My sister had changed from being a total slob to one of the most dynamically organised people I knew in just a few months. Maggie and I commandeered one of the larger tables in. “Janet,” she said and was surprised to find him unabashedly staring at her breasts when she went to shake his hand. She turned away only to find herself staring at her own reflection in a foyer mirror. She’d forgotten that she had decided not to wear a bra because she didn’t want it rubbing against her in this heat. Now her pert C cup breasts were plastered to her T-shirt and the cool air conditioning had made her nipples harden to stiff little buds. She put her hands over her tits feeling the. “You have been swimming. It shows in your arms.” She moved her hands to cup Amélie’s breasts. “And these are as firm and delightful and inviting as ever.”At those words Amélie twisted around and embraced Sandrine and pressed her body against the slave. An enormous contentment and a sense of ease, of completeness, surrounded Amélie. Relief from a tension she had not known she had. Their kiss was between two lovers, the reality of it overwhelmed Amélie and Sandrine as well. It was a long kiss..