Ed examined the menu, looking over at Dora occasionally as if checking out her well developed chest held back by a tee-shirt that was much too tight. ...is view was momentarily blocked when the waitress showed to deliver the food to the table.Ed had felt sick from the moment he entered the restaurant. Sitting next to the foursome was like sitting in an orchestra pit while they tuning up their instruments but with every sound magnified a thousand-fold. The lies told as Gary and Diana played their. "She had smiled at him, obviously pleased, and he had the feeling that this compliment was worth more to her than any number of remarks about her looks."Come on," he said to her, amused by her sudden flash of insecurity at the prospect of meeting his family. "You'll knock them off their feet, I'm sure."They took their bags out of the trunk, released Oliver from the back seat, and walked towards the door. Before they were on the top step, the door opened, and Kate stepped out, arms extended. It’s quiet for a long moment. I know He’s up to something but the anticipation is starting to make me wild. Before I can even begin to guess I feel the snap of the flogger across my bare ass. He didn’t start out gently He went all for it. I gasp out stirring slightly in my chains. He does it again snapping the flogger against my bare skin in the same spot as before. Again, and again He whips me with the flogger. I can feel the redness heat strongly on my ass as I begin to whimper out,. Your principal has been singing your praises.”Controlling her breathing Emma said, “She exaggerates, Professor Parsons.”“Whoa, no more of the professor. I’m not at your college, and you are almost away into the big world. Call me Chris.”“All right, Chris. Why are you phoning me?” She was so curious about this approach.“I was wondering whether you’d be at the prom next week.”“I was considering it.”“Have you made yourself a gown?”“Yes. Why?”“What material have you used?”“Silk.” Emma wondered what.