”“Were you expecting something simpler?”Emanuel pointed toward the showers on either side of the entry room. “Not really. I don’t expect to ...e ready to test for the next belt for at least five or six months. We should probably shower before we head to your house.”Okay. I’d prefer if we could shower together, but I understand that’s not appropriate here.Emanuel smiled, grabbed his change of clothes and headed for the men’s showers. I’m sure we’ll have an opportunity for that at some point this. She arrived and I was a little shocked by her appearance, she was more over weight than she used to be, she looked very much her age, 59, and she walked with a limp, apparently resulting in a car accident some years ago. Anyway as we talked about our lives she said her husband had had a stroke some 5 years ago and he was bed ridden and she looks after him 24/7 but she gets one day off a week when his c***dren look after him for her.I told her how sorry I was and she started to cry, I got a. Nodding as she walked out the door, I woofed the five plates of food in record time, hardly appeasing the pain I was feeling or the growing hunger. A minute later another older waitress came in, this one seemingly dissatisfied, mean, ill-tempered.I looked over the menu again trying to decide on what else to get, finally ready I started to order. The older waitress with her grey hair, wrinkled skin, age spot marked face threw me looks of suspicion. How was I going to pay for all of this, she. Pushing my hand between her legs grabbing her cunt lips which by now due to my pulling on them had become quite a handful – led her to the table ---- bend over bitch head down arse up I place my cup aside picking up the new birch rod I had place there earlier applied 6 heavy stokes across her arse cheeks – smiling as she jumped higher with each stroke.Sliding my finger between her arse cheeks I located the hole pushing first one finger and two deep into her arse she started to grown and moan.