Her boyfriend Luke had promised her a ride home after cheerleading practice, but had decided instead to go drinking with his buddies. Emily had begged...him, pleaded with him, to take her home, but...She shook her head. It didn't matter. He was an ass, and she was better off on her own. And even though she was late, and her parents would be mad at her, it felt good to be running, free and alone and surrounded by nature. A bubbling stream, swollen with rainwater, gurgled along a shallow ditch by. Soon the unpleasantness of the spanking will overcome the fantasy. Are you ready to try that?”“Spank an adult? I haven’t been spanked since I was 8 or 9. Is this, you know, normal?”“Discipline is the foundation of mental health. The fact that your parents stopped at a time when it was just becoming critical may account for some of your current self-control problems. I don’t normally spank grown, married women in my office but then most normal grown married women don’t come to me with your. Today was the day she would go and see Charles's apartment. She was genuinely interested in what the apartment complex had to offer, considering she was going to move off campus the coming semester; however, the apartment tour wasn't the only thing she was after. She wanted Charles to scan his big brown eyes up and down her body and devour her with his eyes. He had done it before and she craved his penetrating gaze, so she was going to give him something to really look at. She found a tight. ‘No!’ said Hermione in shock as she broke away from Ron, ‘it cannot be. Where’s Harry? Is he safe?’ asked Hermione with tears pouring down her face, ‘Ron....what’s wrong with you?’ Hermione asked as at the sound of Harry’s name, a strange spark crossed his eyes and his expression turned to that of anger.‘Harry’s missing.....hopefully he’s dead,’ started Ron, ‘don’t you understand Hermione. I’m with Voldemort now. He’s promised me what I’ve always wanted, wealth, power, status.......your love..