‘You have to move if you want me to set up your bed.’ I explained. If I told you I wanted her to get up, I’d be lying. ‘But I’m comfortable ...ight here,’ she said, a small tired smile on her lips. ‘But what if I want to go to bed?’ The question sprung from my lips before I knew what I was asking. What the hell was wrong with me? There is a beautiful girl wanting to lean on me all night, fuck going to bed! Either my subconscious hates me and is trying to keep me from getting laid, or know the. Understood Betty?” “Yes Chloe” she answered quietly, but respectfully I gauged. Well, I suppose you would if you knew you were about to be caned. Pissing off the disciplinarian isn’t good practice is it I thought, smiling. I swished the cane twice to help gauge the strength of the stroke I should use. Happy, I tapped her bottom a couple of times. Betty caught her breath. “Ready?” I asked. “Yes” Betty replied. I gave her bottom a serious stare. It. " O.K." I replied quickly, "Show me where everything is and I'll make us a snack while you go change."Having done that, May left me to get on with it and, by the time she returned, I had almost finished."God," I groaned as I looked at May, "Have you any idea just what you do to a boy?" I asked softly.Looking down to the front of my jeans, she replied, "I can see." Then when I moved closer to May, and took her in my arms, she immediately pressed herself hard against me, groaning, "And I can feel. "Hi Monica, it's me," Claire said. "You said I should call you." I've been expecting your call," the woman replied cryptically."Can we meet?" When?" Central Park at noon tomorrow?" Too public. How about the Regency Hotel? Ben keeps a suite there. 501." Why the cloak and dagger?" Not over the phone. I'll see you tomorrow."Light from rows of neighbouring windows pierced the darkness, each providing the casual passer-by with a snapshot of domesticity. Leonard parked the car several streets away.