''putting on the pink gloss and i was ready once i took the brunette wig and look at me in the mirrori was a cute , sexy , white sissyi wall nervously..., to his officethe place i will seal the deal, with my mouth, Mike the CEO a tall big frame black guy, about to teach me to ''seal the deal''''ohhhhh Hello my sexy friend, i really hoped you joined me tonight''i was kissed and groped like a piece of meat he slap my ass and bend me over his desk''we are going to have dinner , i reserved a nice. I woke up with a pounding headache and a stiff neck. Something wastickling my lips and nose. I tried moving but found it very difficult asmy head appeared to be squashed between two firm, warm objects. I triedmoving my arms but they appeared to be stuck behind me. I painfullyopened my eyes and was confused with what I saw. Unfortunately it didn'ttake long for me to work out what it was, and when I did I closed my eyesagain and reopened them hoping that is was a horrible dream. It wasn't. Iwas. Column "F" was beginning to fade in interest with the close proximity of Miss teenage distraction and the cruelly appealing scent that seems to cling to scrubbed and desirable young bodies such that she possessed. He wondered if in five hours time he would even know her name? In his late twenties himself, Greg was engaged to be married and knew his mind was wandering along fully undisciplined paths here. It wasn't paying heed to his instructions quite obviously - probably the sudden exposure. All through the day, at my request, Richard kept the crop or the ruler handy. At random times he would use it on my buttocks or breasts. Since I wore a short bouncy cotton skirt and blouse, the strokes would not be as cruel as they would have, had I been nude, still they stung quite a bit. Sometimes I could not help but to try to protect my sore ass or boobies with my hands. Then, not only would I get a hard whack on my hands, but I would have to uncover the intended recipient of the stroke,.