“What did you think you’re doing?”“I’m just getting ready to spank you.”“With your belt? That was not part of the deal.”“That is the...deal. I’m not going to use my hand and get it all sore.” That was a big clue that he had spanked women before.Livia folded her arms and thought about it. All right, so it’s a belt. I just want to get this over with already; I’m not going to argue with him.He pulled her across his lap, holding her waist with his left hand while preparing to use the belt with his. It was when I was jerking off my cock in the storage room in our home. Guess the room was to have been a bedroom but our parents never finished it and it became the back room where we kept everything from camping gear, Christmas ornaments, clothes, to a bed which was my play bench. When I wished to jerk off I would go to this room, strip my clothes off and lay on a mattress which was stretched out on the top of a bed frame and play with my cock. I tried to roll up into a ball and suck my cock. .aren't you the Bridgit Mendler from 'Good luck Charlie'?!'She just looked back at me and smiled before she entered her house...I was a bit nervous when I rung her doorbell on the next day, but I tried to be cool what was in fact very hard when she opened the door in nothing more than a bikini and on top of that the bikini looked even tighter than the bikini she wore the day before.'Hi there.', she finally greeted me and smiled.'Hi..so what can I do for you?', I asked her.She guided me through. ’ Chapter One The Western Front 1917 Captain Charles Stewart took a long sip on his tea. It was hot and strong and he could feel it going down. The fact it was laced with rum simply added to it. It took the chill off the early spring night. Seated in the damp, musky dugout, he looked around. Across from him, asleep with his head down on the wooden table was 1st Lt. Cecil Woodburn. Woodburn was an outstanding officer. Actually Stewart felt Woodburn was a better officer than him. Only a few years.