I decided I'd try to wake Britney again. I had more luck this time then last time at the theater. She woke up and looked around frantically not knowin... where she was. She looked at me and pleaded with me to tell her where she was. I calmed her and told her she was at my house and then asked why and I proceeded to explain why she was at my house as opposed to her own.She calmed down when she asked if she could use the bathroom. I told her where it was and she lifted the blanket and on instinct. ‎ Three men were travelling in Europe and happened to meet at a bar in London, England. One man was from the US, one from France and one from Canada. They got acquainted and started talking about their problems with their wives.The American began by saying: “I told my wife in no uncertain terms that from now on she would have to do all the cooking. Well the first day after I told her, I saw nothing. The second day I saw nothing. But on the third day when I came home from work, the table was. " He pinched her other thigh, and as she squirmed, the paddle came down on her cheeks again, "Two Master." She felt the paddle rise off her cheeks again, but this time, as it connected with her flesh striking both cheeks at once, he reached between her legs and pinched the lips of her cunt together. The arousal she could feel dripping from her lips, she softly said, "Three Master." She heard him sigh softly again, finally she become aware of the hardness of his cock pressing against her. “That’s pitiful. What happened?”“I think someone decided I needed a lesson ... I think,” Cassie said.“When?” The younger Lieutenant asked.“I think I might have been five or six. They wouldn’t let me go to school until it healed.”“Who?”“I don’t know,” she said. “I’m a foundling.”“Foundling? What’s that?”“I was found on the orphanage steps.”“You’re an orphan?”“Got to have had parents to be an orphan,” Cassie said. “I wouldn’t know. I never had any.”“Don’t know?” he said, “Don’t know who did this.