***** He recalls very little from the night before but if there is one thing can he remember, it was the vision of Her, standing across the room in a ...ea of people talking to a friend. He recalls meeting her later on and her telling him that her name is Angel – Makes sense. It suits her well. It’s 10:15 in the morning and he is leaning against the door frame starring at a work of art. He woke up expecting no one else to be in his home after the party he threw for his cousin’s work promotion.. On to the tawse, a short strap of leather split down the middle. It bites the flesh and is rougher on the bottom. As the lashes came down, not harshly, but hard, I suddenly felt uncomfortable. The pain felt wrong and my cock began to empty.``Stop,'' I said. Firmly but without panic. He did, immediately, and helped me up. My mind was in a spin. My own fault, I should have stopped it earlier. My bottom would have been warmed and I'd have been talked into a handjob and perhaps a fingering to. Dyed hair, shaved sides and heavy goth punk makeup. They were a classic five-piece of drums, bass, rhythm and lead guitars but the singer was missing and the mike stand stood empty.The crowd stamped their feet and clapped. The tempo was rising, building to a crescendo. The stage lights flashed twice and with a thunder clap, the lead singer, Ki walked on stage. She looked as if she’d taken a wrong turn and was in the wrong place. She was petite with long black hair and was wearing a baseball. He stares then he sees me watching him and he winks. I look away and blush again, but kept my legs slightly open. He looks again, his eyes on my panties. The older guy pulls out his wallet and a piece of paper. He pulls out a £10 note and I cannot help but notice his obvious arousal as he stands and walks over to me. He asks if he can borrow a pen, and I reach into my bag and hand him one. He quickly scribbles on the paper and hands me it, along with the £10 and walks back to his seat. I shove.