However, he'd rather have to work twelve hours a day and still have his beloved next to him.He was almost home when a half-familiar noise captured his...attention. The regular, slow, thump of a big single-cylinder motor, the bark of exhaust; he saw the motorcycle and watched it pass him, half noticing the registration number which indicated a new machine, rather than a restored classic.Several days later he saw the bike again, parked by the kerb so he could have a good look. It was obvious on. Patel put his arms around me. Our mouths were still in a wet, messy collusion of male hormonal entanglement the kind that only gentlemen of a certain age can desire and express fully. I guided him up from the chair, our lips and tongues still licking the other’s mouth. We stood up. Mr. Patel was still fully dressed. I suddenly became aware that in all my glory – my car parked outside, my IT job, my once having spotted the Agha Khan at Orly Airport, my collection of 4 bonsai, my trip to Alaska. ” My spanking continued as she said, “With you being here, the nurses learned a lot of information. But now you need to be spanked by the other two nurses. So stand up.” “My name is Ann. Come over here so I can first examine you.” One of the other nurses said as she sat down on a chair. “You better do as she says and be sure and ask her to spank you,” Cindy said. So I walked over to Ann, spread my legs apart, put my hands on my head and said, “Ann, please spank me.” I knew that Cindy liked me. Let me help you picture her. She is sweet, sexy, wheatish complexion with a small mole on her right cheek, Hotttt with nice pair of breasts (36D) and a perfectly shaped thigh with those 34 sized bums. Isn’t she gorgeous??Coming to the celebrations night, we thought of grabbing a couple of drinks somewhere near the busy party streets of Pune. (People in Pune should very well be able to guess the street… ohh… common… it’s ‘THE’ place for party-goers).We started with a couple of beers, ran onto.