But soon I have his full attention. I slide his shirt apart and slip my hands in. My hands wander over his chest. Caressing and pushing aside the fabr...c.Then I spend a little while disrobing him, slowly building the tension. When I finally remove his shirt, he is sweating. I pause to give Seth some breathing room. I look over to Gunga Din to see how he is doing, he is still standing there stoic as always; arms crossed, leg spread, unmoving. Well, almost unmoving, until his small cloth gives a. Béla lay, stunned by her unwanted knowledge, tears running down into her hair and ears.“We’ve been under martial law for the last three days waiting for your recovery,” Elaine said quietly. “Nobody’s being allowed to do *anything*.”“I would like to have talked to her,” Béla said, softly, “I thought she was a friend. She hid her intentions well.”“She was using drugs to hide her thoughts. LaCrosse had them, according to Jolene,” Elaine informed her. “I can show you the record of the sentence.. Her ass was mine. I could kiss it or spank it of fuck it whenever I wanted to. She loved the spanking I gave her and hinted I could spank her a little harder. She went into her suitcase and pulled out a heavy wooden hairbrush and put it on the dresser. "Sometimes I get a little bratty," she said. "Don't be afraid to put me in my place."We talked about corner time and mouth soaping; early bedtimes and other childish punishments.I suggested that we buy a rectal thermometer and she turned scarlet.. Once my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I noticed the dozen or so other habitué's of the place, lounging around waiting for booth to be open, or staring fixedly at the display of titles available in each booth. They looked askance at me, I suppose the presence of an attractive young college girl in a miniskirt and see-through blouse might have put them on edge. I smiled at them.Selecting an open booth, I went in and sat. The floor seemed sticky and not too clean, I reminded myself to speak to.