The buttering up. While she talked smack, I talked about having no chance, that she was going to just beat up everyone. Did it work? I thought. We’l... soon see… There were three rounds of three minutes apiece. For the first thirty seconds of round one, Cindy made some feints and thrusts, feeling me out. I deftly avoided them all, but did not rise to the bait of her seeming allowing me to advance, knowing the pain that would follow if I did. However, when she made one of her martial arts moved, I. When we got home I invited Tony in and smiling he walked into my house. I so needed anal sex that I wasted no time making him a coffee and as he began to drink it dissapeared, douched myself and putting on my white silk robe and black and red high heels sandals wasted no time in guiding him to my bedroom. I drew the curtains and putting on the side light patted the bed inviting him to sit next to me. He began by running his hands along my stocking clad leg, I uncrossed my legs parting them as. . very deep voice here... "I - WANT - OUT-!" The iron core shifted ... trying to get out before the magma plugged the hole. It didn't move far ... about 100 kilometers towards the missing Juan de Fuca Plate ... just enough to change the axial tilt from 23.4 degrees to 20 degrees. What could it hurt?A plug formed ... temporarily ... the word from DC was, "It's plugged. Things will be fine."The message from the people? "Take my guns? The apocalypse is NOW."The message from the governors? "We. ..................' 'Look..... I happen to like being spanked... it does wonderful things for me... your dad smacks my bottom nearly every night and when you're not around he spanks me over his knee and uses a slipper or a strap and even canes me. When you stayed with your Aunty last month he made bend over in the lounge and gave me I started to smack her bottom over her lacy knickers 'Harder' I spanked harder. 'HARDER much.