I wonder if perhaps he'd have been benevolent enough to spare me the gag had I been more considerate about talking too much beforehand. I'll be the fi...st to admit that I'm a bit loquacious, and I've been known to drone on and on pretty endlessly, especially when I lose my train of thought which happens all too often. But is this really the punishment I deserve? It seems a bit harsh; not that I'm in any position right now to determine what's "too harsh". In fact, I'm not really in a position to. Brock's dad owned the corporation and that's how he was able to hook Brad up with the job.Mostly everything in the company was computer controlled so all Brad and Brock had to do was sit at the desk watching the security cameras and the walkthrough a couple of times throughout the night which they usually took turns on."I'm telling you Brad, no one's getting past me. My senses are undefeated," Brock said to his friend between sips of his coffee, interrupting Brad's thoughts."If anyone actually. "I thought it was something really naughty, the way both of you were blushing and carrying on."Had they been talking about finishing what she had interrupted, she wondered, feeling another rush of perverse excitement wash over her.Then, stopping by the pool, she slowly peeled her bathrobe off and tossed it down on one of the chaise lounges.She was crazy. She had chosen her most revealing bikini and now she was putting on a licentious show for her son and his girlfriend.She smiled down at Steve. He went around the store locking doors, shutting off lights and putting things away, as he did this my mind drifted back to when I was young and Mr P had given me spankings for being naughty and then I realized he was probably going to spank me now. I had mixed emotions as Mr P came back into the room and stood in front of me, I couldn’t look him in the eye so I just stared at the floor. Jennifer he said, look at me, I looked up and he could see I already had tears in my eyes, he squatted.