She started to cry. Two years dead ... and unmourned.An unusual Nurse ... she let her cry.Andrea Slagle, Ph.D., remembered it all. The first time ... ...he was almost 16 and newly released from school. He was awestruck ... and clumsy. But he was polite. She didn't see him until her interest in her section of history was fulfilled ... then the 'interest' in the male of the species slapped her in the face. A visit from the future by herself to the past instigated the investigation. He was still at. "The pressure of my hand and the soft chant of my words and the touch of her own fingers... it wouldn't be a moment more.Her breath grew quick, and then sharp, and then she wailed, a long wailing oh. Her fingers stopped. Her hand held fast. I kept my hand pressing down, luxuriating in the tremors, one after another, a cavalcade of tremors. Then I put my foot on the gas pedal and shot past the semi and on down the highway."Let me smell," I said some miles later. "Let me smell your fingers.". Master was not through with the punishment on its ass. Master then took the wooden spoon out and told the slave to spread its legs wider. Then He proceeded to spank the pussy with the wooden spoon harder than He had ever done it before. By the second time it hit it, the slave was whithering in pain with tears running down its face. It begged and pleaded for Master to stop but He didn't, he just spanked harder. Then He took the end of the wooden spoon and shoved it up into the slave's pussy as. Then she had him put on the shoes. Ellen got down onone knee to fasten the buckles, as if not trusting him to manage thesmall task himself. Then she had him stand, so she could put theapron on him and tie a big flouncy bow in the back. She had Jerrysashay around the room.After that he was told to apply make-up. Under her guidance, he gavehimself a more conservative look than the night before. Ellen brushedhis hair, parted it in the middle, added some volumizing product, andleft it fuller.