Goosebumps shot across her skin and she pushed back slightly, her thighs quivering.“Are you really getting turned on by this right now, Miss Green?�...� Her boss asked her, an air of disbelief in his firm voice. She blushed and shook her head, denying his accusations wordlessly. Suddenly she heard the whizzing sound again, immediately followed by a sharp crack again her ass. Her skin stung and she let out a low moan, clamping her hand over her mouth hard. “What did I tell you about lying to me?”. This year though my parents let me bring a friend. I was 16, about 6 foot, I swam competitively so I was a little muscular and had a pretty good set of abs. My friend was 18, about 6'2 but not as muscular. We were staying at a resort on the beach but on this particular day it was raining so we decided to drive to a mall and hangout there. I had a hoodie on with the hood up because my hair was sort of messy, I'm sure I looked a little sketchy but I didnt really care. We were sitting in the food. Do you?"That wasn't the right answer. "What I know or don't know is irrelevant. You are eating yourself into an early grave, supporting the worst excesses of corporate America. This food you are eating is poison! You're turning into a junk food junkie, Andrew Adkins!"Andrew wouldn't take that lying down. He said, "Now hold on, little lady. You can say what you want about me. But you just better watch your tongue about the Big Mac. I'll have you know that the Big Mac is America. Many of life's. “Uh, you go on ahead. Have a good evening,” the man said, stepping away.* I realized wholeheartedly that I was being completely and totally fucked with. There I stood, her massive panty in my pocket, one hand rapping on her suite door, the other on my hip. I was half horrified, half intrigued, half angry, half horny, and completely baffled as I stood there. My intent, at this point, was to cut my losses and get the hell out of the situation (to avoid any further humiliation, I wouldn’t.