Soon the proprietor was chasing out the few regulars, dousing the lamps and eyeing me. The woman gave her counter a last wipe and grabbed my wrist wit... a fierce smile. Around the freezing corner and up the narrow steps we jogged, bent to the wind, with me anticipating a fine, warm roll in a nice, soft bed with an eager and pliant female. At the top of the steps she pushed the door open, said, "Here he is," and stood aside.I gaped at her in confusion and then turned to see a British lieutenant. The girls were always snapping each other with towels in the locker room after gym class. The first time that someone got me, I didn't flinch and run like the others. So, Becky got me again thinking that the first one wasn't very hard. After the fourth snap, I pretended that it hurt because I could feel myself getting wet. After that, I tried using different objects on my own ass to get the same feeling. I'd get close to orgasm, but never quite there." So, you love to be spanked, and you. Kyle replied, “Sure that won’t be a problem.” Shall I meet you at the restaurant then?” She responded, “No, we can meet in my office at 5 PM and go over the paperwork before dinner.”As Kyle made his way to the appointment, she was right the roads were in very bad shape, from the 6 to 10 inch snowfall. When he arrived she was there to greet me. She was dressed elegantly and beautifully. Her hair and make-up was picture perfect, her nails had a French tip finish and she had on attractive. But at least as happy as Amy. Like his earlier 35 personal assistants, Amy was going to be an enthusiastic girl. Reveling in the joys of panties and big manly cocks to suck and take "back there."Had Spunkley been lucky or was there something in every pretty boy just waiting for the right "Daddy," the right frillies and the right instinctive drives?Let's not hurt our heads by thinking too much, OK? The only thing Amy was thinking about was how Daddy was going to be cleaned up. And if (but more.