Just make sure he's as good looking and hung as well as you are." Baby, ain't NOBODY as good lookin' or hung as well as me." They both smiled. "Know t...e Rosemont?"The hotel was not the finest in town but not a flea bag either."Yes, I stayed there once, a while back," she answered recalling one of her trysts had been at the Rosemont with a man named Gary. Now what was his last name?"Room 611. Two o'clock." You've already lined up someone?" Yeah, I sort of figured you'd be interested." Talk about. As Carrie lay on the bed sobbing,Pat said "Pass me the cane." Carrie sobbed louder but made no effortto move. I was shocked. Pat has an almost pathological fear of the cane. Thefirst time she was caned was in front of a pub full of people, eighteen hardstrokes. Yet the whole punishment had awakened our interest in mild C.P. Howeverthe second time was part of a more vicious physical and sexual assault thatshe had been blackmailed into agreeing to. After that she had banned me fromever caning her. Kids!WEDNESDAYJeanie was just in her bra when she poured our orange juice. A way to beat the heat, I suppose, and anyway, it hid more than that swimsuit. Then off to the beach, arm in arm.Once there, Jeanie rested her head on her brother’s stomach and claimed to hear the Mexican Hat Dance. “Ta-tad-da, ta-tad-da, ta ta,” bongoing close to his trunks, before scanning the sea and reporting a white fin, the final “ta ta” dead center.Curtis grinned.Back at our place, I contemplated knocking off some. She leaned down and we kissed, and we kissed again, and before I knew it, she was draped across me. Luckily, I was too aroused to stop and think about what had happened. I had been fantasizing about Annie for the past few days, but in my young mind, older women's sexuality --- and my own --- were both kind of abstract qualities. Her thigh brushed against my hardness, and she giggled and said, "You must be enjoying this." Then she took down the blanket, to reveal my cock, still covered with my.