How’s that for getting something done?” she said with pride in her voice and a grin on her face.“Fantastic, Claire. In the meantime, why don’t...we go back to the Tango and work out a routine for it?” I replied“How many routines are you going to have?” asked Kalista, who was sitting between Annie and Sarah, ready to start the music.“At least one for every dance style, maybe two. We have four for the Waltz, one for the Samba and Tango, three for the Quickstep. We need one for the Foxtrot, Viennese. ”“What did you have in mind, Peter?”I summoned up my courage: “Well, it’s been an awfully long time since I spanked you…”“Yes, it has, darling. For a very good reason. I don’t like it!” she replied, “but, you have been very cooperative recently… let’s turn the tables. Why don’t I spank you!”I tried not to look too keen (I’d often enjoyed mild femdom porn), but gulped, “Ok, why not, sweetheart!”“Very well, Peter. Stand up for me and I’ll lower your pants.” I stood expectantly while she slowly. It didn’t help that she looked radiantly beautiful. Since she had not answered my question I turned and gestured at the pictures, commenting that there were a lot of pictures of her husband and his friends, but not very many of her. “My husband had a lot of pictures of me,” she said, “but not the kind you can openly display in your house. And no, I’m not going to show them to you.” I looked back at the picture on the desk. “I think I’ve seen the best picture already,” I said. “I’m. . just ordinary people.Deep down, she knew she was pretty, and boys had certainly chased her since she had begun to bloom in the sixth grade. By the time she was sixteen, the boys were joined by men, but among these women, she doubted if she would be able to hold her own. She had never seen this many beautiful women and girls in one place. There were several households represented here, but even she had to focus to remember all the names. Dave Hanson had three women that sat near him — well,.