Afterwards I met his servant who was this 19 year old petite lady with a ponytail, always wearing a blue sari, I'll talk about her sometime is you wan... to hear that story. So we do what we do, hang out, talk, his son acting as interpreter in between. I notice his wife was nowhere to be seen, I didn't question it with either the dad or his son. The father, this late 50 year old was looking at me, constantly. I can't tell you if I'm an expert at reading messages, but I kinda had an image in my. " Yes, I got it," nodded Paul."You're so smart, Paula!" said Lillian, giving him confidence. "Thenlast turn at the other corner at X4, you walk without stopping but againwave and blow kisses one last time once you stop at X5. Then its a biggoodbye type wave and then just walk over and stand with the other girlswhile everyone gets their turn. Got it?" I think so," said Paul. "Not mindboggling." No but you'd be surprised how many girls screw it up," said Lillian asshe threw open the door and he. She turned her head back toward him with a knowing look. He realized that she caught him gawking at her. Randall blushed. She smiled and walked back to the table."You look hungry," she said. "See anything you want?" Um..." he murmured. "What do you recommend?" I give a great blow job," she said, as she licked her lips and stared down at his crotch.Randall looked back and forth as he thought for a moment. Was he on a surprise reality show, he wondered? His friends must have been messing with. I have no idea where this came from; being spanked is not a fantasy I had had before, but I was definitely very turned on. I now realized that Mr. Anderson's dick was very hard and I could feel it below my tummy. “How many minuets late were you?” he asked. I was terrified. I was fifteen minutes late which meant he was going to spank me five more times. I squirmed but he held me down with both hands, one on my shoulder blades and the other on my ass. “Julie, I said how many minutes late were.