" Well I'm sure I can Celia, just let me ask Lyn see if she will help!" " Lyn,,, Celia wants to be beaten by a Couple, could you help me?" Lyn thought...then said " OK !" John said " OK Celia, come round in about one hour it will take me that long to cane Lyn !" Lyn gasped " one hour ! How many strokes !!?" John said " 3 a minute for one hour is 180, you said you wanted a severe caning, now out to the punishment room with you now, it is open ready!"Lyn saw the room, it had a school desk in it, a. It seems to be intrinsic to who we are as a group and individually.I've always been a nice guy, with my friends specifically and most people in general. I have been the one friends would come to with their problems; often I was able to help them find their own answers. They knew they could trust me from experience. Nothing that anyone ever told me was passed on to another person; I always kept everything between me and the person telling me their troubles. This is how I ended up being where I. That is not what I wanted to hear, I wanted her to have sex with another man and I wanted her to do it now, but I reluctantly agreed with her.The next day was Friday and we all had to work. I wasn't sure how it would feel to face John but since we had both gotten carried away, I didn't think it would be a big deal. John was working in another part of the plant so I did not see him till our lunch break. When I waved him into my office he was embarrassed and could not look at me. I assured him. "Five minutes later the car with my wife in it stopped near another club, the three of them were heading into the club as I paid my taxi fare and were out of sight in a second. Cursing I almost ran to the entrance and headed inside, the place was not as crowded as the other club yet I couldn't spot Sam, Ruth or the man they were with. The obvious first place to check was the bar, but if they had been there they were gone by the time I got there, buying myself a beer I started wandering around.