I was trying to listen but I couldn't make out what they weresaying. I was in the washroom for some time, I wasn't sure I should comeout, finally I h...ard a knock on the door and it was Wayne, he asked ifeverything was okay, and that there was someone he wanted me to meet. SoI double checked myself in the mirror and I headed out to meet Wayne.Wayne was standing in the living room and there was a security guardbeside him, I had no clue what was going on, I wasn't sure if we were introuble or. Mother Bernadette was openly masturbating as she grew ever more excited as the scene played itself out in front of her. She moaned ever so slightly as she urged the Father to lay the supple cane into the presented arse. Constance was of course a virgin and had been caned so many times before by the good Father and indeed Mother Bernadette had often blistered her large bottom. Twelve strokes of the old and well used cane were the norm but occasionally up to thirty or forty strokes were. . Brad and Rayla used to go there. I’ve never been there, though.”“We have reservations for three nights in one of their honeymoon suites. I also made dinner reservations. We can cancel those if you’re too full from our post-ceremony buffet.”“I’m not,” she replied. “I spent more time chatting and really didn’t eat much. I think I’ll have an appetite by then.”Ron drove toward the resort and parked under a porte-cochere. He popped the trunk and a bellman loaded their cases onto a cart. A parking. There was no way I would have them back, so I decided that embarrassment was the best solution. "Me and my handbag are going to the restroom, exactly how high do you want me to lift up the tablecloth to retrieve it?" He got the message. He looked at me and yielded, "You would wouldn't you?" I nodded. "OK! You win," he agreed in submission, "I'll keep these as a memento, and there is another leg to go at."I was at first taken aback by what he was saying; he was to use an item of my clothing for.