” “Was it harder just listening? Not being able to watch?” I pondered for a moment. “It would have been nice to watch, but I knew it wouldn’... be possible so I wasn’t too disappointed. Besides, I had something new to listen to this time, didn’t I?” She blushed deeply, wriggled on her chair and winced. “I didn’t know you were into spanking?” I grinned. “Neither did I. He just sort of grabbed me, put my over his knee, pulled down my knickers and did it!” “Did it hurt?” “Oh yes!” “But you didn’t. He knew all its lines and creases. Its many soft curves and sharp angles. Sometimes, late at night, he would lie awake for hours, staring at her while she lay peacefully on her pillow. Gazing lovingly at her features, memorizing its contours with the tips of his fingers. The brow was an impressive brow, high and prominent. He had always thought that a strong brow was the sign of a strong mind. Sometimes he wondered what thoughts went on behind that brow, and whether he could ever understand. And with that, they entered the block where Colette was waiting forthem."Colette? I'm Teresa and I think you already know Joe!" Pleased to meet you," replied Colette, "I'll do what we agreed andsee you in one hour."By now, Joe was very confused. What had Teresa and Colette agreedand why was the session one hour rather than the usual four? Asusual, Colette asked him to remove his clothes and, after putting ona pair of panties and silk dressing gown in private, he went back toher so that she. A guard peered from the small opening in the door, though nothing was immediately seen. “Who goes there?” He questioned. “The wind” she thought. Gracefully the woman spun on her heel towards the stairs, only to hear the knocking once more, only this time notably louder. The guard questioned once more, and this time Rhiannon could hear something being muttered from outside. “Well…who is it?” Rhiannon asked impatiently. The guard opened the door and to her surprise, standing there was a young.