He had to be smart, but that was half the battle. Hi. My name is Daisy ++ Hi Daisy. My name is Tyrone. Is that really your picture on the web site? ++...Hi Tyrone. Yes, that really is my picture. Why do you want to know? Are you really a pimp? ++ Yes Daisy. I really am a pimp. I’m starting a new business model and I’m looking for new talent. You look like you might be pretty enough that rich Black men will pay to fuck you ++OMG!! OMG!! He wants me to be a whore. Her pussy got wetter. And he. My college girl had paddled me and only paddled me. Sure, she’d do so with gusto, leaving my bottom blistered and my face covered with tears. But, she hadn’t thrashed me.From my reading, I learned of women who would mercilessly cane a man to tears…and then thrash him bloody following the caning. Women who would wield a Scottish tawse, viciously lambasting a man’s buttocks and thighs to a bright crimson, then following up with a whipping, using a single tail whip to leave welts that would last. Later that night….It was 10:50 and still no sight of her I was a little scared because last time I failed the chief pulled a gun out on me. A little stress out I pulled out a smoke but I drop my lighter on the ground as I rose up after picking it up I was met with this seductive voice you most be Brain right? Right before my eyes a goddess appeared she had to about 24 5'5 brunet hair that went so long it went to her back . C cup size tits nice and perky curves that look like she was made by a. .. someone, recently.”“Stan, you stupid son of a bitch, who is she ... some college coed, some D-cup dodo, as Caroline would say?”“Richard, I can’t – I can’t believe I did something as stupid as that, but I did, and Mary won’t believe it was the first time ... she thinks we’ve been having an affair for ten years, but we haven’t. It was a case of opportunity, after that meeting we had.”“Oh, my lord Stan ... you mean it was ... Sheila? You had an affair with Sheila? ... You fucking idiot! Does.