I'm sorry for not saying sir. I won't forget again," she screeches as seated himself on the stool conveniently placed in the elevator, and roughly pul...s her across his knees.Whack! Whack! Whack! his hand popped her on the butt firmly three times.Whack! Whack! Whack! three smacks to her left thigh then Whack! Whack! Whack! three to the right."You are being smacked in groups of three. Let me explain whyWhack! - one for failing to say, Sir. Whack! - two for not thanking a hotel employee for taking. When I saw those three last night, I could see the love on their faces, and the fact that the women were a little older just made me feel better for them, somehow. They seemed to — I don't know — click together, I guess you could say. I wanted to hug them and tell them that I knew how they felt, and to go for it."They turned to continue toward the Retreat. "So, you want to be in on our meeting this morning?" Oh, I don't know. Not necessarily. What do you think they want?" Well, it's obvious. " Yes, messy. I'm sure it will be." She smiled, licking her lips."What are you suggesting?" I had gotten hard. If my charm made me as needful of sex as the women I felt attracted to, then the dangers of adding Chaos to the family were very real."I want to see your finale," she hissed through gritted teeth."Are you talking about teasing me to such a finale?" If you'd like. To watch you shoot so much fluid all over me; it would be the most exotic and wonderfully orgasmic thing I've ever felt in. Connect...A throaty purr escaped Marilynn's mouth as she sat up, her nethers burning with the fluttering signs of female hysteria—the horny itch the repressed, English society claimed wasn't a woman feeling sexual horniness, but a weakness of her flesh. One clitoral stimulation by a trained medical professional, often with a vibrating machine to reduce strain on the physician's hand, could correct.Mrs. Kirk taught Marilynn different. Women were just as much sexual creatures as men, and they.