Charles LeBlanc, a surprisingly young man, was studying the locket with an eye loupe, Callie frowning watchfully.“Don’t damage the photo!” she e...claimed when Charles pulled out a pointed paper knife.“Ne vous inquiétez pas. Don’t worry,” he added in English. Concentrating, he eased the tip of the knife against the photo. “Bon. See? No damage.”To me, he said, “You were right. It’s a microdot. Vien. I have a microscope in the back.”We followed him into an even more cluttered work area. When he. That might have gone on for some while but the dogs began to whine.“I must let these two spoilsports out and put them to bed,” said Penny.She reluctantly pushed herself out of Peter’s arms and stood up. Peter followed her and they dealt with the dogs together.As soon as the kitchen door closed Peter picked her up with one arm under her shoulders and the other under her thighs. She felt tiny and was as light as a feather. Her arms went round his neck. In that way they went upstairs.In his. Her eyes travelled down to his rotating hips and she lightly ran her fingers over their smooth surface, keeping pace with his movements. She began lightly slapping his ass with one hand while feeling his back, waist and outer thighs with the other. She smacked her lips as she continued slapping his twisting ass."Keep it up, Tommy!" Marie warned. "Don't you dare stop or we'll march you out into the hall this way!"Tom began pumping even harder and moaning louder as Cindy continued slapping his. It was nice to see well-made furniture again, made out of sturdy oak. In the back of the room, way over in the corner of the room was the very wide dark oak chair. When I first saw it, I thought it must have been specially made for a heavy weight person, and walked right by the chair. But when my wife Nancy saw it, she called me over to look at it again.“Look at this chair, Clyde.” My wife said. “I think it would work perfectly for your spankings.”“I don’t know what you are talking about?”.