“That seems like a good idea, Ok I will send him over” she couldn’t help but smile. “You are needed in room 6”“What’s the problem?” I ...sked“Umm they are having problems with the air conditioner.” She said.I couldn’t help but think she was having me on. As I walked out she gave my arse a squeeze and I looked back at her cheeky grin once more. I sauntered across the car park to room 6 and I gave the door a tap.“Come in.” said a male voice.I opened the door and lo and behold here was Sue. "I don't want you to get tired," I said, "you'll be there for a while."Two tears quivered in silence on her lower eyelids.On the shelf, her creamy twin mounds of flesh craved attention.I picked up a riding crop."We'll warm them up a little."I began to strike at her breasts, not too hard. She yelped with surprise at the first stroke, and screamed for every other. On purpose, I did not tell her how many strokes she would get. I struck her breasts until a simple pattern of parallel lines covered. No driving at all.'After Winter Park the train entered the Colorado River valley, which we would follow all the way to Grand Junction. The river was mostly frozen except for brief patches where the river had broken up the ice. Being a California boy, this was like something from the movies; ice floes carried along the river, snow piled along the river banks. The river valley changed constantly, from steep canyons to broader farmed valleys and back again. We saw eagles, beavers, coyotes, and. I must say, the thought of it does cause my tummy to tingle, not to mention a bit lower as well. So the joking the last couple of weeks has mainly been around watching ... yummy.When I got to the office, it was all business, well business and wine, until he ran into an issue that he had trouble figuring out. At that point I think he decided he was done for now and would think on it and indicated that he had something for me to read. He seemed very nervous and finally I said “well” at which.