Mike could do nothing but smile as he remembered back to how his wife had done this for him all the years they were married. He did not realize until ...ow just how much he had missed this kind of treatment and swore to himself he will not go so long again without this treatment.Randi then got out and dried him off, before getting back in the shower to bathe herself.Mike went back to the bedroom and put on shorts and a t-shirt and went to the kitchen to prepare them some snacks to eat.Randi. He was now fully erect,he couldn't way to have his bottom spanked and experience the thrill of someone's hard hand on his buttocks.A voice beckoned him into the room and Oliver gingerly opened the door and stepped inside,closing the door behind him. Sitting on a chair was a short,fat monk wearing a long brown wool habit.The monk was bald and smiled showing discoloured teeth. "Come closer ,boy,I believe your name is Oliver and you want to receive discipline?" the Monk asked."Yes,Friar," Oliver. She had flown home because of him."Jace," she said in a tentative voice, "care to tell me what's bothering you?" Nothing," he answered without so much as a glance at her.Melinda fell silent. Jace eased from the road onto the old Lawson place. He parked before a rickety old gate and climbed from the car, camera in hand. Melinda followed, remembering the old barn that stood just beyond sight of the barn over a grassy hill."Is it me?" Melinda asked when they climbed the fence and started toward. ”He looked at me as though he expected me to say something. I had no idea what. I just said, “Okay.”The Dean sorted through some papers, setting aside two folders. That left just one on his desk. I assumed it was mine. How could the school compile a folder that thick on me in just one and a half semesters?“How are you doing, Tony?” What the hell did he want me to say?“Um ... okay.” Boy I was being creative in my responses.“I deserved that. You really don’t know me from Adam and I ask a question.