D. nor any publishing record to speak of could make the short list? (Incidentally, I had a peek at the other candidates. Well-established academics wi...h resumes longer than my arm, the whole lot of them. Makes you wonder whom they were turning away.) After two hours of listening to me compare the latest developments in cancer treatment to a basketball game (and the committee going after each analogy), one of the senior partners finally had enough."Mr. Hentgen," he boomed, "Your analogies are. I tell him that I wasn't and paid for my toy. Turning to leave, I make sure my skirt drifts high enough to give them another peek. Looking over my shoulder, I blow them a kiss as I make my way to the door. One of the men was already there, holding the door open for me. I thank him and was on my way back to my car.At the end of the block, I was so excited about my new toy that I enter the narrow walk way between two buildings. Stopping halfway down the walk, I lean back against the wall. Quickly. She started kicking the bar panel, not hard but steadily. I waited for a reply but she went back to her tonic drink.I tasted my Manhattan and tried to form an opinion about it. Then, as I had the floor, I did my bit as a tavern pundit. “It’s not just a physical thing, it’s emotional too. People have guilt and other difficult feelings. This allows them a release. That’s why people, especially women, often cry during a spanking. It’s not just the pain; it’s a cathartic experience.”Now that I had. He cups her ass to regulate her thrusts, effectively calming her down. Rythern grunts and begins to give her long, hard strokes. He takes some of her juice with his fingers and begins to massage her backdoor. After a few minutes, he eases his middle finger into her ass and begins to slowly pump it back and forth. Natalya nearly screams with pleasure. Exhalation fills her body, pulsating all the way up and she finds herself suddenly convulsing as she comes with a hard orgasm.Rythern pulls out.