He waspretty good looking but he definitely wasn't interested in Renee or Dawn.He asked me to dance and I was shocked, I had never danced with a guy.R...nee pushed me up from the seat and told me, "Go for it Mandy." I laughedand said what the hell.As I danced with Ted he asked what Renee meant when she called me Mandy. Istarted to tell him when the music changed to a slow dance. He asked if Iwanted to keep dancing and I said sure. He put his arms around my waist andI draped mine over his. " I know," she replied. "They're my favorites, but you're right." You make an enchanting elf, and covering your breasts and crotch it would make a charming creature." Two elves maybe? Maybe an elf and a gnome." What do they represent? I mean, are they children or childish like the characters or are they omnipotent, guiding the goings on?" They're representatives, like parallel figures set in the world of a fantastical forest realm. Something about the natural world and the modern world sharing. I felt him put his warm, sticky hard black rod between my ass cheeks and slowly he pushed the head into my waiting tight asshole…With a steady pressure he pushed until his entire head was in me. He paused a few seconds and then he pushed it in some more. I experienced a slight pain, but not enough to quit. He slowly inched his hardened cock into me until I could feel his balls against mine. He was all the way in. He eased back a little, then pushed in again. Soon he was working his swollen. “Stand up,” Miss Roberts said.She obeyed. “Thank you for caning me, Miss. I deserved it. I appreciate the serious strokes. They've taught me a severe lesson.”“You took your punishment with grace. You deserve your high-flying job. Show it respect.”“I will,” she promised her disciplinarian, and herself.On the journey home, she held a support pillar in the busy carriage, her caned bottom pulsing excruciating pain. Soaring self-respect overtook her as she stood in quiet dignity, respecting the.