”“A term of endearment,” she chuckled, pausing for a moment to formulate her reply. “When I am with you I feel ... giddy, impaired. Some of th... things that you say make my stomach churn as though it were full of insects, there is something about your scent that makes me ... I cannot describe it. I want so badly to be close to you, so badly that it burns, but I am straying from my intended path. Laughing, playing, ‘hanging out’. What does it mean that those things make me happier than fulfilling. Tom normally came to the restaurant for lunch, but he’d had a long day and didn’t much feel up to cooking, so popped into the restaurant for dinner and a glass or two of wine. It was off season and the restaurant emptied out early, and 9:30 found Tom sitting at the bar alone, chatting with Polly and Beverly as they were closing up. “I’m really wired,” Beverly said. “We fill up one seating and then it’s over. Do you guys want to go out for a drink?”“That would be cool,” Polly answered. “But. I just cant seem to get off, and plus, my hand is killing me from working all day and beating off for this long. I figured right then was my chance, and if I was ever going to touch another guys cock, this would be it. I was a nervous wreck, but somehow I worked up the courage to spit out the words, I can jack it some if you want Clay, and if you wont say anything, then neither will I. He sat there for a minute, stone silent, and I was worried that I grossed him out or pissed him off…wishing I. ”Vera heard the exchange and confirmation that Lindsay really was forty-seven-years younger than her and let out an embarrassed sob.Lindsay handed Vera a sheet of paper and explained, “You need to hand this to a responsible person who must spank you again within the next twenty-four-hours and upload the video. Otherwise you will either have to come back here for your second spanking or you will be arrested. Understood?”“Yes, ma’am,” Vera said still sobbing and still being so respectful to the.