This happened when(I was a virgin, too) I was travelling in a bus to Mumbai from Bangalore in Airavat bus. I booked the bus at the last hour so I had ...o settle down to the last seat row non-window seat (You might think I’m just making it convenient but trusting is left to you). A lady got up into a bus in the couple of stops ahead, aged about 32 (Her real age was 37, got to know later). She wasn’t sexy but good looking and brown in color and perfect weight for her height. She smiled at me and. Were you going to fuck him if I hadn't shown up when I did?"Sonya was scared."Where on earth did you ever get an idea like that?" Sonya asked."Oh, I don't know. Maybe it was when I found the two of you down stairs alone when everyone else was outside."Sonya said, "We just went into the basement to use the bathroom. He was just there waiting for me to come out."It was obvious that Sonya hadn't figured out yet that I had seen them together."There was nothing going on then?" I said."Yes. I mean. That would give you 15 years of service. Or, to put it another way, you would be paying 1,000 aureii a year for his services."On the other hand, suppose you could purchase an equally competent scribe for 15,000 aureii, but one that was only 20 years old. That would mean that you could expect 30 years of service at 500 aureii per year. Which one would you rather have?" Well, the answer is obvious, but no quality scribe could be found only 20 years old." Well, my Darling, let me beg to differ. Lorraine was taking me seriously. And she hadn’t made fun of me or belittled me or, worse, said that I was a pervert.‘Hmmm, how many should I give you, I wonder?’ she asked. I could sense it was partly a rhetorical question, but she was, bless her, still giving me a way out.‘Um, I don't know...’‘What is appropriate for a thrashing? Six? Ten? Twenty? Fifty?’When she said fifty I looked at her.‘Fifty? Really? Hmmm, I was joking, but perhaps you are right. Perhaps that is what a naughty boy like.