No sooner was he in place than Lesley started to spank him. He got the feeling she knew what she was doing because after only a few minutes he was squ...rming around across her lap getting very uncomfortable. She knew how to spank hard and was very businesslike. She rested now and again, and just chatted to Susan as though he was not there. Two women in control of a man who thought he was the boss of at least one of them. The one who hadn’t yet spanked him. David had to stand up when Lesley was. Things were expected of me like beingtough, hence tough as nails or behaving like a boy. Even after mymother would apply mascara to my eyes, the expectation was toparticipate in male oriented activities. The mascara was nothing morethan some black smudges on my eyes, like grease under a mechanic'snails. It was what it was. Don't get me wrong; I love the person I'vebecome, a real honest to goodness boy, and one with a pretty face.Choosing her name did something to me inside my body. Amanda. His face looked chiseled from stone, combined with broad shoulders and eyes that oozed confidence, he was just the type of man she went for. ‘How’d you know it was my favorite?’ ‘You look the type. Got a name?’ Eyes fluttering, she replied, ‘Alyssa.’ Tilting her chin up with a finger on either side, he nodded faintly. She could feel the warmth of his palm as it slowly slid to touch her cheek. Unconsciously, the young woman nuzzled his hand. ‘Well, Alyssa,’ she jumped at that, the breathy. ” Paul laughed, pulled him to his feet, and kissed him. “You’re incredible.”-----When Chelsea opened the bathroom door, reality came flooding back in. Abby realized where she was, who she was with, and what she had just done. She needed to find Justin. But… what would he say? This hadn’t been the plan. They were just trying to find some like-minded people; just trying to blend. But then... Chelsea. Abby turned and found Chelsea’s perfect, smiling, freckled face very near her own. “I really need.