”“You will not wear panties tomorrow,” he said.A little “oh” slipped out of my mouth, that was all. Forward and back his fingertips went. Fo...ward and back, lingering ever so slightly on my clit.“The day after tomorrow, you will submit to a cavity search,” he continued. I shivered. My whole body, every nerve in my body, shivered. “Yes,” I almost sobbed.“I will search all three of them,” he said and circled my clit by scratching a fingernail against the two layers of fabric that covered it,. She fidgeted nervously, thinking back to his online profile and wondering for the fiftieth time whether it was such a great idea to be dating again. It had taken her a long time to get over Jack – almost a year in fact. There had been no one since. She had had offers, of course, but had turned them down. Her studies were far too time-consuming anyway, men were just a distraction and besides, she had no desire to be hurt again. Her fragile heart still bore the painful scars Jack had etched upon. This time when he bent down to kiss me again, I eagerly kissed him back. He kissed me much more passionately and as our lips met, mine parted and his tongue slipped into my mouth searching for mine. He practically devoured me, and I didn't put up much of a fight!He led me through his condo, kissing me passionately over and over the whole time. When we got to his bedroom, he stopped to open the bedroom door. As it swung open and I stepped inside, I was breathless. I already thought he was a. After all, she was pretty sure that an eighteen-year-old would not be able to speak her sufficiently hard to make her cry.However, as Betty stepped across to Catalina, she focused on the teenager’s bare arms and realised that actually they were rather well-toned, and although they weren’t quite muscular, she suddenly wondered just how hard a spanking Catalina would be able to give her. She then told herself it wouldn’t really matter if she let out a few tears, although now she did have to admit.