”He looked relieved to hear me say that. “That’s why we do it,” he confirmed to me. “Thanks for being a good sport about it. In years past, ...ome of the attendees have been irate for days. Sometimes it sparks follow-up pranks from the other people. One year, they reprogrammed a laptop to scream obscenities whenever the owner typed a letter. They’d recorded his voice all week and his own voice would scream insults at him no matter what he did.”I laughed about that. “Sounds like it’s better to. ” I stopped dead in my tracks, had I heard right? “What did you say Dean?” I expected him to be embarrassed and his face to be bright red, but, he looked right at me and said again. “I said, you’ve got great tits.” “You mustn’t talk to me like that, how dare you, don’t you ever say anything like that again. I think you’d better leave now. Don’t come here for a while. When you do I’ll expect an apology and we’ll forget about it.” Dean scowled at me, but, left without another word. I stood in. Seconds later a completely humiliated Gaby stood before him, stripped down to her naked plumpness with the tell-tale signs of her ‘accident’ still glistening on her bare thighs. She blinked back the tears brought on by her shame and by the severe paddling that was still causing her firm round bottom to positively radiate heat and discomfort.“I can see you’re not a quick learner!” He said maliciously. “Now bend over the sink!” Naked and frightened Gaby complied and suddenly felt the paddle. She looked hot. More than usual. I guess cause I actually haven’t seen her in a while. Her cleavage was sticking out of her some what tight shirt. Her skin tight leggings that showed her camel toe off, whenever she opened her legs or her shirt lifted up past it. It was so tight around her pussy that it was starting to separate her labia. And when she would bend over enough the fabric would stretch enough that it became see through. Letting me see her beautiful round ass, her black lace thong..