.. I told you it would be..."Kate interrupted him icily, "And what do you propose that we do for money? I suppose you want me to get my old job back a... Alfie's while you continue to write that masterpiece of yours?" No... I..." Well, it won't do, Tim. You've got to offer me better than that! You go and get a job that will give us more money than I'm making right now and then come back and get me. And maybe... just maybe I'll go with you! Until then, I really don't care what you do!"She turned. He returned to the study.While he had been away Hannah had checked out the canes and flexed them and run them through her hand. She had peeped inside a cupboard and the rail was hung with maybe a dozen more canes of various lengths and thicknesses. All looked amazing. There was another leather soled slipper on the shelf too. But in the desk drawer it was the punishment book that fascinated her as it was for a girls’ senior school. There was even a girl called Hannah who in 1949 was caned three. Jane’s hand left my breast and slid down my naked body to my now throbbing pussy. Her hand replaced mine. I have never been as excited as I was at that moment as she took my breast in her mouth and began sucking on my nipple. I spread my legs apart and brought my knees up and opened my pussy lips as wide as I could as she rubbed the area gently and inserted two fingers into my cunt looking for my G spot. My body was responding with my hips thrusting to meet her fingers.“Have you ever had. We’ll leave a digital recorder in here and check on it later,” Frank began as everyone hurried out of the room as quick as they could. He stayed behind. “I’m going to leave this recorder here in the middle of the room. If you have anything to say, speak into this little red light.” He sat the recorder down and quickly exited the room. “Do you still wanna continue?” Mike asked Aly as they regrouped outside of the room, waiting for Frank to join them. “Yes, it’s okay, baby…I don’t want to ruin.