.. right... this... instant!"Each stroke of the hairbrush felt like a blow from a hammer.The pain was excruciating, enough to make me move my hands - ...lthough I did think about continuing since I knew she was going to spank even harder once I removed them - and I still hadn't quite come yet. But I did remove my hands, and my orgasm slipped from my grasp, sliding me back down the slope on the wrong side of the climax - over before it had started - or so I thought.The spanking hurt like Hell, but. .. are a little messy." She picked up her jockey shorts with one hand and offered them to me.A little embarrassed, but definitely grateful, I took the soft cloth and wiped my seed from my body, tossing the soiled undergarment over towards where she had thrown her shirt."Ok, I'm ready now." She slid closer to me, puling the sheets over her body. She bore a slight sheen of sweat, and smelled of sex and exertion.I slid my arm around her shoulders, and began to turn towards her, my other hand. Outside of that I probably will expect you to handle anything I will be handling."Lucinda Barrett beamed like a parent whose child just won the county Science Fair."That's wonderful!" she said. "That's exactly what I'm looking for. I want to be more than the harmless face the big firms send around to solicit positive comments about the accused. I want to be more than the token woman on the defense team. I want to be more than a person who's kept around because it keeps the TV cameras around.. So we got dress – the gay guys too a lot longer than the bi guys of course and we all agreed to be wearing speedos under our pants/jeans.Then we went out – I wasn’t really that hammered so I wasn’t quite in the mood to dance when we first went out but the other guys were. None of the places in Breck are all that gay but Kip and the Denver boys were tearing upt he dance floor and I ended up talking to a few different girls at the bar. Nothing too crazy but they did love my Aussie accent – which.