SorryMe: Hey dear I was just joking, u became upset. I like when you talk naughty with me babe. Love you.Me: love you too Aunty.Then slowly he moved m... hairs towards one side( he always like to do that)He: off the stove aunty.Me: why babe?He: I want to have lunch.Me: you naughty hot boy.He started kissing my neck. Muhaa mmmmuaa.I:(started shivering n hold his thighs tightly.) come on babe, ahaaa mmmmhaaaa I love it. Ahaaaa.He: ( holding my waist in one hand and boob in another and kissing my. ” Jim then had asked if I meant that, and of course I did. Not having thought of its full meaning. Five days later he was out of town for business and called me at eleven at night. I answered even though I was already in bed. He asked me if I had remembered saying those words. I told him I meant what I said. I was addicted to our sexual escapades and he was my master. I’d do whatever he asked of me. I was not sure if I really knew what I had said, but it’s out there now. He told me, “Call me. Oh you are a nasty bitch, he said. He slapped my breasts and unbuttoned my shirt. My white shirt was neatly tucked in the black skirt. The skirt ran from my navel and ended just below my knees. He lost patience. The buttons flew off my shirt as my pink bra revealed itself. I leaned in to kiss him. Everything i did that evening was compulsive. Maybe it was my inner bitch that wanted to get laid. He thrust his tongue in my mouth. It tasted bad but i kept kissing him. Then he slowed his pace. My. In fact, they remembered having walked past that young lady in the foyer and saw her nametag, ‘Lucy,’ and Dale and George heard her talking in quite a strict tone to a lady who was trying to jump the queue. Dale remembered George saying, “Maybe that theatregoer needs to get a good spanking.”Dale had smiled at George knowing just what it was like to get a spanking, and they both knew how both Barbara and Janet were spanked and caned by their respective girlfriends.Lucy had clearly stopped.