He knew that but it was startingto bug him that she was always telling him to do things. When he finished cleaning up and he went whe...e she was, she toldhim to fix her another drink. When he handed it to her she saidthere were little trays by the bar and he should use one of thosein the future. He was getting angry at how she was telling himthese things. She asked for another drink and he served it on a little tray,then sarcastically asked her if she wanted him to curtsy also.. 'But what ... what are you talking about? she replied.-What you intended to send that video to Alvaro, huh? Damn my marriage? My life?! !? Fuck me ?! Oh? Is that what you wanted?" The video! " That suddenly explodes in my head.No ... no, I just ... I say trying to put my thoughts in order-. I just wanted to be with you. I did not want you to be with him ... I did not want you to be with anyone else I say with frank honesty.Well let me tell you, with whoever will be my business. Did you. The argument that the panty lines would show didn't seem too smart when I saw my reflection in a shop window. Not only could I clearly see the outline of my aureoles around my hard nipples, but I thought I could even see a hint of my pubic hair. God, I just as well could have been naked! Well, Sandy said hot.When Sandy saw me she said, "Wow. You look like you're dressed for big game hunting. There's no way we're going to wait in that line."Sure enough, we were let right in. As cool as it was. Keep going.." She said seductively. I finished stripping. I stood naked in front of Mrs. Beach. Wow. "Go and stand in front of my desk, place your hands on the desk, palms down" She ordered.I did as I was told like a good boy, and stood by the desk. I stood there for a moment, wondering what was going to happen next, when I felt a very big pain on my arse."What the fuck!" I yelled as Mrs. Beach hit my arse with her meter stick, used for measuring things, not for hitting spanking students, I.