Greg smirked at me as if daring me to realize that I was being identified as lower than whatever this horror was that caused such fear in Carol.Carol ...uddenly bolted down the hallway, Greg's cackle following her until she was out of sight. I heard a single "slut" from him before he turned back to me. "Now, Tom, if it's not a piece of ass like Carol you're after, what can C Club offer you?"We were back to negotiating for my ability to increase the marks of C Clubs members. It took me some. He gave me a sharp slap on the ass with the fingers of his hand and I quickly added, “And because I kept walking in front of you while you were trying to watch your game on TV.” Another sharp slap and I said, “And I was late getting supper prepared... and I burned the potatoes.”This time he rubbed my ass again and said, “Yes, you deserve to be punished for that, but what is the real reason I am giving you a SEVERE spanking.” He emphasized the word severe by speaking a little louder and. Well what the hell does she want from me? Not everyone can be as good as she is! Not every one can be righteous and sinless. I have to pay the bills somehow.Besides, what's it too her that I do what I do? She doesn't know the hours I put in the gym, toning my body to perfection. She doesn't know how it's like performing before a bunch of salivating men. Its hard work. Why should she care what its all for?But she does care. She surely pity's me for using my body and not my mind. How loving of. He lifted the latch and went into the kitchen to put the kettle on.Babs came in and to Gary’s delight she had on an extremely short, flirty dress on. She took off her jacket and slung it over the back of the sofa. She entered the kitchen and hoisted herself up onto the bar stool, her long legs were tanned and she crossed them exposing the briefest glimpse of her white silk panties. Gary caught sight out of the corner of his eye and felt the familiar arousal rising in his groins, he carries.