I'm afraid we don't know very many last names around here. How do you do?"Ann shook his hand gratefully, suddenly put completely at ease by the gracio...sness and ease of his manner."I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr... ?"The man smiled again, quietly, and put his hands back into his pockets."... Moses," he said simply."Well, I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr. Moses."Ann was surprised to hear him laugh out loud, and then questioned him with a smile."I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh," the man beamed. "You have a bad grade, in such an easy class? Tasha, I should spank your ass, girl!" he said, trying to act mean. "Sit at the table and get your books out, now!" he yelled and gave her left ass-cheek, a firm slap."No Daddy, please don't spank me. I'm sorry and I promise to do better. Maybe if you help me with my class, I'll get a better grade next time," she smiled and sat at the table, rubbing her stinging ass and hoping he would keep this up."I don't mind helping you sweet-heart," he said and. She may be just into her forties, but she is hot. I’m glad she doesn’t wear much make up, I hate make up. Around the house she usually wears sweatpants and sweatshirts, unless it’s close to bedtime then she walks around in pajamas and a robe like tonight. It’s was a little hot out so she was most likely wearing shorts and a spaghetti strap top.“How was work today?” she asked pausing her show, and looking at me over her cross stitch.“Not too bad.” I answered back a little tired as I kicked off. The guy said, "This confirms what we have been thinking. One of trucks just pulled away and is now parking at the loading docks at the baseball stadium in Toronto. That means the trucks have to be about two hundred miles away or at least three hours. We need to do something about the truck up there. Let me call our Canadian counterparts to see if there are any functions up there tonight."The man got up and went to one of the communication positions behind the seating area, put on a headset, and.