So it went from scrubs style top and trousers to white blouse and skirt or a grey or black dress, which I pefered as both showed off her sexy curves.I...mean everytime she came home from work all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off and fuck her!I had noticed that after a couple of month after the change she started to wear her lacy thongs and push up bras to work especially dark coloured ones so that you could see them under her blouse, and when she wore her work dress she started wearing. .Ralph, look at me. GUNNA. BE. FINE.” Was that Dan? What did he mean “abit of a knock”, and why the FUCK did my head hurt so much. I began to lose consciousness again, but I was starting to wish that it would hurry the fuck up, my head started to become more and more painful by the second and all this shouting was not helping. And soon enough I was out like a light. Meanwhile as Dan had to wait in the waiting room he decided to help his friend out, at least abit, He took Ralph’s phone. “Because it looks like you spilled something. There is a big wet spot between your legs.” he pointed out. “Oh, I must have held a cup between my legs when I was sitting on the couch.” “But you said you didn’t drink anything!” he accused. “Then it’s probably from when I washed my hands in the sink.” I grabbed for an excuse. “Hmm, I guess the big wet spot on the front of your friend’s jeans happened the same way,” he said sarcastically, not believing a word I said. "Why are you asking. . THWACK.Still no movement and a calm, "Two"Whish ... THWACK."Three."Whish ... THWACK."Four."Whish ... THWACK. Whish ... THWACK.The last two stripes were again delivered in quick succession and this slightly surprised Fatima, but she recovered quickly to say, "Five and Six, Master. Thank you Master."Clearly her sponsor had chosen well, but the Emir thought privately that the four points would be a big handicap. Time would tell, however."Contestant seven," said the Emir, "Come to the whipping.