Helena's face shone beatifically. With the plug in place I was able to fit the harness that would keep it there and then attend to my caller.I opened ...he door. "Can I see your identity pass, please," I asked. The girl fished in her bag and pulled out a small clam shell-shaped frame. One side held a daguerreotype image of the girl, the other the intricately printed form that identified her as an accredited member of the event service team. Security for the marriage was understandably tight.. She owned two stores, one of which was in London and quite a favorite spot for every visiting lesbian. Pamela was also a panty collector and was the one who had exchanged knickers by mail with Moïra. Moïra came to her store with Pamela at 10AM which was opening time. Marsha greeted her with respect and affection. Marsha had been a saleswoman there for the last 20 years. She knew her panties inside out (sorry !). Moïra and Pamela settled in the owner’s posh office since it was quite a voyeur’s. We wish you nothing but success in the future. And, make sure that you go see Doctor Bauer tomorrow.”“I will. And thanks,” I said. “I’m sorry for the trouble I caused.”Bill smiled, “I’ve made some mistakes in my tenure here. They’re going to happen. The key is to make sure that you do your utmost to avoid them. The best way to do that is good, sound advice. Call me if you need any.”“I will. And thanks again.”I left his office feeling like I’d dodged a major bullet. Of course, if somehow, some. 00 noon. She tells me that she will give extra if I’ll be late. I came back to my home and was very scared. At 12.00, I positively went to her as I don’t want any extra spanking. She was waiting for me. She was looking more beautiful. She had taken bath and was in short skirt. For the first time in last 3 years I saw her in short skirt. Maria reminded me again that she is going to spank me. “Do you deserve it?’’ she asked “I guess that I do.’’ “Well.