It could have been 'fucked', or maybe 'a lot', or possibly 'rag.' Whichever it was, she stood up. "Goodnight, Ron."She never spoke to me again, never ...odded when I passed her.Shit! Why couldn't I have watched my mouth? It's the old story; alcohol is the greatest truth serum. All I had to say was something like 'there are lots of ways to give you pleasure, ' Then I would have gotten a blowjob, maybe fucked her ass, probably could have coaxed her into letting my eat her pussy anyway, maybe even. Unfortunatly the second part was not happening. Anne had had most weekends off from her job and when she didn't Chrissy was always present, which made the plan unworkable. We even considered my taking Chrissy off shopping some morning and leaving Cindy alone to work it out, but everytime we did Sarah wanted to go also. Cindy was getting more frustrated then I was, which was hard to believe. Luckily we recieved a nice distraction about three weeks into the plan. Cindy got a call from her ex. I pull a ruler out of my desk, slowly running it up and down over your thighs before moving to the side slightly and slapping it hard across your arse cheeks, looking down at you "This is what happens if you're going to keep being a bad girl" I say to you. "Tell me what you are, tell me what you deserve" I say dominantly before you admit being a bad girl who needs punishing. I slap the ruler over your arse a few more times before getting my huge soft cock out, taking your hand and putting it on. The evening passed slowly. The girls got a gentle practice in their new roles, but business remained flat. Blen wondered how this would affect her earnings. She would need to sell five or ten shots to earn the equivalent of one short-time, twenty to thirty to maintain her previous level of earning, and that seemed very unlikely. She did, however, have 18,600 pesos in advance bar fine to cushion her for the next six weeks, which would be paid pro-rata in her salary over the next month. To fill.