The next week was spent finalizing classes, getting all my textbooks and other materials the classes required. I scoped out where all my classes were ...ocated, got my food pass and student ID. I reconnected with a number of friends from last year and caught up on summer activities. A couple of my friends asked about Lauren, but I just said she had graduated early and was in medical school. After a few attempts, most of them figured out we must have broken up; only my roommate knew what had. ”“What, why?”“Because I said so, do it now.”I lean forward and brace myself on my elbows.“Legs spread.”Without knowing why I comply immediately. “Typically I would do this with my belt, but since you’re new at this, I’ll use my hand, understood?”“What are you going to do Sir?” already knowing the answer.“Why give you a spanking, I think that three swats is a good start.”His hands lift my skirt exposing my ass.“Goddamn, your ass is perfect, has your husband or anyone ever fucked your ass?” he. She was always a bit odd in a nice way. She was still in school but her only love was art. Her enthusiasm for it is infectious, myself I struggle with stick figures. I love watching her paint and generally love her company. Often she would seek my advice on mundane things like learning to drive, how bank cards work etc. She is kind of detached from reality and often I’ve thought she should be tested for autism or I don't know something. My sister was short at 5ft2 dark long hair that she kept. Trust me.”Still tearing, he finally reached up and undid the latch, and slid open the heavy door.She came in and sat down on the seat opposite him. It wasn’t a large space- it was about the size of a double slumbercoach or single roomette, but with no toilet. It was basically an open-section but enclosed. She was a beautiful girl in her own right, and she looked at him with considerable intensity. She seemed understanding, but also frustrated.“All the things you are worried about, upset about,.