’ If the number you tell me is wrong, we will begin again at number one. I think ten is a good number to punish you properly.” SMACK! “One. Than... you Mistress Doris, for helping me improve my behavior.” SMACK! “Two. Thank you Mistress Doris, for hel…um…helping me improve my behavior.” I had stumbled in mid sentence, because I suddenly felt my ankles unfettered as the rest of my trousers and boxers were removed. I hoped my stumbling would not give her reason to add to the punishment. SMACK!. Thursday I spent the morning with Vicky reviewing embassy issues. Thursday afternoon I was back with Ching Lee reviewing the progress at Oklahoma State. A few things had been done this week but by end of next week a lot of things will happen.Jenny had identified ten individuals who had advanced computer skills, either from the military or federal agencies. Yes, we were now getting applicants from federal agencies.There were several from the DHS and the FBI. When questioned why they were. The man's face lit up with a grin. "Coming right up, boyo," he said. Bryant watched with rapt attention as the man spooned the lager onto the thicker stout. He was using Harp and Guinness, Bryant's personal favorites. It was perfectly mixed when he sat it down in front of Bryant."What do I owe you?" Bryant asked."That one is on the house," the man said. "I get so tired of shoveling out the piss-water that these yahoos order. It's good to meet a man who knows his beer."Bryant smiled again. This. As she did she let out a little gasp and I saw her eyes roll to the back of her head. I held her tight against me. Pelvis to pelvis. Now locked in a lovers embrace cock to pussy, tits to chest, mouth to mouth. I started slow, gently moving in and out. I could hear Shelby saying. ‘Oh my god, it feels sooo good. Go deep, fuck my pussy. Make me come hard!’ I said ‘I will baby, I want to last for you. I want you to come hard. I’ve missed your sweet pussy, I want to love it all night. I never.