But I've never gotten caught before" Amanda admitted sheepishly, "and Lori, what Paul and I did, that was me. Maybe you don't think it's right. But I ...on't think it was wrong." Then I guess you're just a little more, um, liberal about those things than I am." Would you like to be like me?" "I don't know - doing what we did today just seems wicked. Not bad-wicked, really. Rebellious, I suppose. Sort of a dirty little secret... it's like, when I was a little girl, one of the priests at my church. Finally the nobleman finished bucking his hips, he let go of his cock and his arm dropped down in exhaustion. His chest was heaving and he was sobbing in shame for the degrading act he had just completed in front of the whole town.The cabin boy and the matrons left him alone for awhile as many of the crowd, mostly women and girls, walked up to him and spat at him or playfully switched his reddened bottom as they laughed in his face.But his respite did not last long and before the hour was up he. Both of us worked, she in an office in downtown Birmingham Alabama, and me for a construction company.I was out on a construction project most of the week, always too far away to get home before late Friday night.I would call her when I was home and she might come to my apartment for a few hours if it were not too late.We tried to spend all day Saturday together and then a date for dinner then a movie Saturday night. Sundays we had only half a day together, then I would go back to wherever I. She showed me this new abstract design. I looked at it and really liked it. As I looked away a small black mark on her left breast caught my eye. I didn't register what it was as it was incorporated into the rest of the design. I knew she wouldn't let me get close to it again so I thought I would be a little sneaky about seeing what it was. That night I decided to go to bed late. Mary was already asleep when I got to the bedroom. Here was my chance. She was wearing a nightgown that buttoned up.