Of course I was settled in before the end of that sentence! And then- WHACK! "OH!" SMACK "OWW!" Being the entertainment of the day actually made it h...rt MORE. I was kicking my legs which always gets me a warning until I realized how my butt was twitching, squirming, and what a show it was-which really reminded me there was a roomful of people all focused on ME being spanked like a bratty little girl who deserved every whack.I buried my face in a throw pillow feeling sorry for myself. Crying. Di or andr bahr karne laga kuch seconds bd mene apni speed bday or vo jhad gai or me uska sara pani pi lia tasty tha bht fir mene apne kpde uthare or pura nanga ho gayamasi m samne or mera lund dekh kar masi boli ky h ye itna bda ho gaya h tera tu to mar hi dalega mjhe aj or fir mene bola chuso mera lode ko or vo bina der kiye mera lund pkdke chusne lagi or mere muh se aahhh nikl gai kiyuki me ye sab phle kar raha tha mera kisi ne phli bar liye tha muh me or vo jor se muh me lene lagi chatne. Whatever he knew about her before, he very well could know a lot more now, or her cell number at the very least. She had his as well, though it was probably just a burner phone. She couldn't bring herself to use it, either. The next move was his, as the previous ones had been.She didn't have to wait long, though. On Friday evening she received another text message from him:You are a recent divorcee. You cheated on your husband, a lot, but because your lawyer was so much better than his, he got. ” Richard reappeared, offering me a glass of white wine. “Just got it in yesterday.” “I don’t think I’ve ever felt a carpet this soft, it’s really amazing,” I replied, still digging my feet into it. I sipped my wine and looked up at him. “Your home is lovely.” He smiled but it was tinged with sadness. “It’s a bit big for just one person.” “You’re lonely.” I know this feeling. “Yes.” He took a long sip. “But not tonight.” “No.” I reached out and hooked my finger through one of his belt loops,.