" She said. "Stand up and put your hands on your head so that I can take down your slacks," Yes, Miss Jones." I said.She unbuckled my belt, unzippe... my slacks, and soon they were on the floor next to my ankles. I still had my underpants on. "Bend over, again." This time I could feel the spanks a little bit more, but they were still light. After about five minutes of this hand spanking, she said, "You have really been a naughty boy. Now I want you to go over to your desk and bend over. I drove to the big old house on the edge of town where the party was to be held.I was stunned to find almost no lights left on and literally no cars left to be seen. My heart sank momentarily for reasons that weren't quite clear to me.Had I passed them on the way? I hurried back toward home, not sure how I would explain my absence, but confident of thinking of something. Then I slowed and thought of another possibility. I recalled that Mike lived nearby and, on a whim, I drove slowly past his. He reluctantly got up and closed it but immediately came back and stood over me like Burt Lancaster in the resolute beach scene in From Here to Eternity. Angus knows about my old movie addiction and plays his leading man role to the hilt. While undressing, he watched me with those steamy emerald green eyes of his. I’m no sissy faggot pretending, fawning like some queen acting through a well-staged drag show. We’re more like those “straight acting” types every gay man dreams of. But, at that. He felt groggy when he awoke and dreaded her return to the bedroom with her bright face and impending nagging.However, Cassie managed to get him out for one occasion. On Thursday 28th October, Graham rang to tell her that six weeks and one day had passed and she could now apply for the Decree Absolute, and that, by the way, Zak had relinquished all claims on her provided she did the same. She was delighted."Come with me to see Graham?" she begged so earnestly that he agreed. He saw her sign the.