Did it hurt more than the first one?” “Oh, yes, Miss Janine, it sure did!” Eyes downcast, he shifted his weight from one leg to the other. “Bu... not enough to get you to hand in your work on time.” I glanced at the screen. “You turned 17 a couple of weeks ago. A bit old to be late with your work. This time, Bobby, to increase your punishment you’ll be naked and I’m going to go on with the spanking until I’m convinced you’re crying for real—no faking. If you act like a little boy, I’ll treat you. "Now, now, Justin! Don't anger the paid help," Dad teased with a smile, and then laughed.Marguerite glared at us with scorn, and then tried an enchantment that required a different powder, and she traced a sign in the air also. The wards in the shell sparked mildly when the spell and the powder hit them, but nothing was disturbed, and I placed a hand on the shell to check the continuity of the wards there. They were fine. It had no more effect on them than a fly would have had hitting a two. After a few dates, we were having sex, and I would oftenuse Sandra to reassure my masculinity, fucking her with everyfiber of energy that I had. We would meet between classes, orjust after classes, have wild heart stopping sex than I wouldhave to go to work. We were in love and our relationship workedfor three months but the one problem she always had was the lackof evenings and weekend time I had to spend time with her. Itwas frustrating when she would want an evening out and I couldnot do. '"Why are you just staring at me, Joe?" I'm sorry, can we just agree that we're attracted to each other's moms?"Suddenly his eyes went adrift. "Sure," he answered slowly. "Your mom would appear in the dictionary if you looked up the word 'beautiful,' Joe. That and every single synonym I can possibly think of too." What does it mean, Pete?!" I roared coming towards him. "You're grinning, and making my blood boil now, did something happen with you and my mom?" Why are you attacking me, bro?" he.