The memo said they had to be." Old-school," Meadows said with appreciation. "Call me when you have some time."I promised I would."Damn," I said aloud....he information in Marcus' package set me back. How in the hell he gathered that much data from halfway across the globe astounded me. But it didn't affect the validity of what he had sent.I followed his instructions and used the phone he had sent to me."It's the middle of the night here, Michael," he chided with a laugh when he answered.I was. They would notice.Still, maybe I could trim them in such a way that wouldn't make them looktoo feminine. Women can have thicker eyebrows, and men can have thinnereyebrows. I just gotta find the middle-ground. I made a mental note tolook up some guides online. I also thought that I should look up guideson make-up, I know that there are a lot of them all over the net. I hadoccasionally looked at them before... I don't know why, but I guess nowthere was a purpose to it.Come to think of it, lots of. I started to get to work on her tasty tits. I started kissing her neck and slowly came down her left boob. I caressed her tit and started to lick with the tip of my tongue. Then I sucked softly. Moving up I nibbled at her ear.“You have such gorges tits.” I say. Then I say “can I play with your feet. I’ve got ahhhh um foot fetish.” “Ok I love having my feet played with.” I take off her sandals and note her feet have a slight tinge. I lick up and down. Play with her toes and arches.I pull down. About how much the spanking was going to hurt. Mum only gave me a discipline spanking when she decided other measures haven’t worked, and I have ignored all her attempts. I never enjoyed them. Never. I got undressed. I removed my business suit. I loved my business clothes. I looked so smart, so successful. A long way from the naughty girl put across my Mother’s lap for a spanking, or worse across the stool for a discipline spanking. I undid the three buttons of my dark grey.