Theywould each do one of us then swap so we had corresponding yet opposite welts;a symmetrical yet mirrored pattern. Jay stood behind me with his belt...raised as I anticipated the first blow,unable to do anything but think of its impeding arrival. The solid rock beneathme gave me a tangible link to the earth and I gripped it tightly as I heardthe sweeping swoosh of the leather cutting through the air, a short sound drawnout in my mind as if I were at the epicentre of the spinning world slowed. She was a bit surprised by this attention. One morning she saw me staring at her cleavage. She just smiled and left. I knew I was getting to her. I brushed and came to the kitchen. She was cleaning the webs. But because she is short she couldn’t reach the corners. I came in and said I’ll lift u. and before she could say anything I put my arms around her crotches and lifted her, my face touching her cute small ass. After she finished I slowly let her slide down so I could feel her boobs. She. She had always been secretly curious about what Grace had between her legs, what her opening underneath her tight jeans would look like and was impressed about how well groomed her pubic area was.Despite her repeated enquiries Grace Worthington had not secured an assignment with Irene for over two years (see Grace 9). There was the occasional puzzling text about workmen having building work completed at The Estate but that was all she heard from her. She also didn’t manage to find someone to. I work with companies to predict future trends in a wide variety of areas. I live alone after seven years in a long time relationship. How about you? Is there some lucky guy waiting for you to get home?”“No one's waiting for me. I’m Candice.”For almost thirty minutes our conversation continues from there with the usual banter and light flirting, with me leaning in and touching him on his arm. He touches me as often as he politely can. It is obvious he is interested.“Can you believe we have only.