During that time I met an extremely wealthy and powerful Panamanian banker who for these purposes I shall call Carlos. It turns out he was the major s...areholder and president of one of the country’s largest banks. For whatever reason, we connected and quickly became friendly. Although I was comfortable I wasn’t in his social circle but that didn’t seem to bother him. He extended himself including me whenever possible and I reciprocated – much to our mutual delight. One evening I was discussing. .. turned a bright red, and Annabelle laughed. “I guess you don’t have to answer that one. What was it, a whip or a flogger?”Nicole looked down at the ground. Her skin became a deeper shade of red. “It was a tawse,” she said very softly. “It’s in the bag.”Annabelle patted Nicole’s asscheeks. “I’ve never seen a girl who ass-blushed before,” she said, almost laughing. Then she rummaged through the bag and lifted the tawse into the air.“Quality work,” she said as she tapped Nicole lightly on the. Lord Brownlow, the Colonel-in-Chief of the regiment, wanted to know the full story of the loss of the King's colour and the rescue of the Regimental colour, at Quatre Bras. Jamie McMurdoe had been killed at Waterloo; a cannon ball had struck him, killing him instantly, as he stood just few feet from me. Drayton Parslow had been severely wounded, and was now in an army hospital. Thus, I was the only officer able to relate the whole story.Lord Brownlow lived at Belton House, a place I knew well. But then, she whispered, you should put a leash on that beast of yours. Once she changed we exchanged a few naughty smiles, I could feel, we were building steam. She asked if I would like to have some coffee and moved to the kitchen to make it, I followed her to the kitchen.As she started making coffee, I went in from behind and got a hold of her, and started kissing her on her neck, she started moaning as I kissed and licked her neck, I let my hands explore her breast and I got a hold of them.