They just walked past me likeI was any other woman except for an old man who gave me a suggestivelook as he shuffled past me.A half grin appeared on m... face as I headed back to my office to makecalls and check on the bank's investments. Around lunch time, a longline started to form in front of the teller's window. Both Wanda and Ihad stepped in to help from time to time, but I decided not to thistime. I was simply too nervous about the response I'd get from thebank's customers.Wanda noticed. "Nope. Right now!" He tried to look firm, but knew he was smiling when he said, "Or else!"She had played this game before. Now her hands were balled up in to little fists pressed to her straight hips. Trying hard not to laugh, she said, "Oh yeah? Or else what?" She couldn't help giggle some.Turning toward her with one knee now up on the couch, he raised his arms and made tickling motions with his fingers. "Or else... this!" He launched himself across the small distance separating them. Grabbing. I squirmed in his lap as he spanked at my ass hard. God, I had never been spanked so hard in my life. It hurt like hell, I had tears running down my face, as I screamed and yelled each time his hand landed on my ass.My butt was stinging with each blow from his hand. It was strange in a way. Because it hurt like hell as he spanked me, but on the other hand, my pussy was having convulsion against his thighs with each slap of my butt.“YOU WILL NEVER FUCK BEHIND MY BACK AGAIN,” John yelled out as. The sinew in his legs stretched and thickened as his feet lengthened. The heels of his feet pressed painfully into his sneakers, forcing his toes into the front of the bargain-bin shoes. He had learned long ago not to invest too much in footwear.“Fu..fu…rrrarghhh!!!” Taylor smashed his shoulder against the door of his car as his spine cracked longer, forcing his head into the stained ceiling of the car. The cabin of his long-abused car grew increasingly inadequate for his hulking frame. Dark.