He stopped the ramblings of his unhinged mind (as he described it), found the pub and – who should be leaving but the girl on the train!"Oh, hello. ...e meet again" was all he could say"Yes" came her even shorter reply"Are you leaving?" I was hoping to meet someone, but they have not arrived" Perhaps you could wait a little longer with me? I could buy you a drink"She smiled shyly and accepted. Finding few seats they eventually shared a bench with only comfortable room for one, he was aware of the. Rising before her she kneels meekly at my side and soft whimpers escape between lips of painted scarlet. My hand strokes the dark glossy locks of hair that tumble and fall to the rising of her heaving chest and twin peaks of hardened brown skin swell to form nipples that pulse with their own inner heat. The cold steel of the chain hanging silently from her neck warms in my hand as I lift it gently, guiding her to the bed and to lie back as I wrap it around her hands, binding her and lifting. “Okay Caroline you can stand up now. Please remove your skirt and blouse.” “My Blouse?” “Yes.” Caroline did as told as Robert turned to her aunt. “Right then Fiona, now that Caroline has experienced a warm up spanking, it’s time for her to observe one. Get over my knee.” Caroline gasped in amazement as her aunt Fiona draped herself over Robert Wilsons lap without a word of protest. Robert wasted no time in raising her skirt and divesting her of her knickers giving Caroline her first view of her. "No thank you. You are such a pretty lady," he said running his hands through her dirty-blonde hair."Thank you, Jimmy," she replied and she placed her left hand on his right thigh inching close up to his crotch."Wow. I must have figured you wrong. I thought you were a nice, decent girl. Not a slut!" Jimmy exclaimed almost jumping up from his seat at her touch."Jimmy. I'm a big girl. I know what I want. Do you?" Ginger asked him."Yes. I was looking forward to a pleasant evening not to being used.