Kelsey slid her panties down to her mid-thighs and left them there, and rested her pelvis across Jeff's knees. All she needed to do now was hold still...and wait for her painful punishment to be over.Jeff lay his palm across Kelsey's round, firm posterior. Kelsey hated how he did this; although his hand was warm and soothing, it gave her such a calm-before-the-storm feel that it made the spankings seem worse. Jeff ran his open hand across Kelsey's soft, sensitive mounds of smooth muscle, letting. "You'll get there." He chuckled softly. "My name is Paul." He held out his hand and I shook it without thinking too much about it, really."I'm Jennifer." I felt his hand smooth and dry and holding mine gently, he didn't let go right away, but just looked at me for a long count of three. I sort of liked it.We kind of stood there for a little while, not saying anything and just moving slowly with the line. "So I guess you must have a boyfriend, huh?" he said to me. "I'm surprised he's not taking. She was going to find her “used to be” husband a mate, and not just one who wanted a nice payday, but a woman who could appreciate a good man. A good man but a man with no legs and no serious job. Difficult? Difficult to find such a broad minded woman? Oh yeah, maybe impossible, but no one was going to be able to say after the fact that she hadn’t tried.She had two or three candidates in mind. Roberta Shore, Cassandra Hawking, and LeaAnn Dressler. All were members of the Club. All used to be. Just as I looked up to throw the paper up to the landing, I saw a man standing at the top of the stairs, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. This was the customer and I noticed he was waving for me to come up to his level. Thinking he wanted his paper handed to him, I climbed up the stairs and then reaching the top noticed he had moved back a bit. "You deliver my paper every day?" he asked, "Yes sir" I replied. "You’re a fine looking boy" he added. I was a bit perplexed, but started to reach in to.