But if the girls are gonna be finished with their work this evenin', I thought I'd treat them to a meal." Ya, they should finish up about 4 or so. I d...n't see any problem with that. Why don't you go talk to them? They're workin' over in cabin 9."I thanked her and walked over to the cabin. I stuck my head in the door and said, "I was told there was some sexy girls workin' around here, anybody seen 'em?"They both shrieked and pulled me inside and closed the door. Then I was attacked with. I'm the new hospitalist. I was on fifty five last night. I didn't see you there.” “I was on the far side; I like to take the vascular patients.” “Oh.” We continued on in silence across the drive and up the ramp heading towards the parking garage. Our steps still coordinated. Up we walk into bright sunlight that leaves us blinking and blinded as we prepare to part ways. “Look, I...” “Hey, why don’t you...” We laugh. Our words mingled like our steps. “You go first.” I hesitate, my courage. Thinking it was Harry I said something like, “Ouch, I felt that. Rub it better you naughty boy.” No sooner had I said it when he started to do just that. It was only as I stood up I realised it wasn’t Harry, oops.I honestly didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing. I remembered going on a business trip to Rome with Harry once. Whilst he was in his meeting I left the hotel for a bit of retail therapy. Several times in the busy marketplace I had my bottom pinched. Perhaps that was what Italian. "Ouch" I cry! This cry results in two hard smacks straight on my ass."Bad little slut! You will never complain again, and you must always call me Mistress!" Two more strong hard smacks strike right on my now red ass."This was going to be an easy night for you, but now, I plan to show you how disobedience will be treated."I receive one more good smack with the paddle, then I hear my Mistress go back to the closet and dig around.7)Mistress returns and places what I think is a gag in my mouth,.