“D’ya knows what ah likes most about England? Miss Alice.” Hank’s husky voice sent a shiver down my spine. “No, but I bet you’re going ...o tell me,” I slurred.“The pussy,” He coolly told me as his fat fingers played with my long blonde tousled hair, “English pussy is soooooo damn fine…and sweet too.” He nodded his head as if to agree with himself. As I shifted back I accidentally dropped my notepad onto the lush carpet as Hank’s other hand slid across my chest and gently squeezed my soft. "We don't know yet Grandma." Ginny said. "Its too soon to know."Grandpa A.J. asked us to come by when it was convenient and get our hugs and kisses. "And I will not respond to the name 'Great-Grandpa until the actual delivery is under way, so don't bother trying it!" he said with a chuckle.We got back to the Montecristo station just in time to help Yela set the table for dinner. Everyone began showing up from their various activities, and we were busy handing out hugs and kisses for a while.. And swats with the hand aren’t anything. My dad always used a leather belt or a thin switch. Each stroke left a mark.”Dan could feel his dick swell as she spoke. He wasn’t sure when it had ever felt so full.“Go into my office and prepare herselfyourself for the spanking; I will wait 5 minutes, but you had better be completely ready.”When Dan entered the office, Sandy had her jeans off and folded neatly on his desk. Her panties were pulled down around her calves and she was bending over the back. . It was a fairly good night at work most of our staff members,since we each walked out with at least $230 worth of tips...SO,with the permission of the boss and under the watchful eye of the new manager/bartender, we all stayed after closing to relax and drink a few shots(cranberry juice for me though,i don't drink) safe to say that most of staff left in a cab,except of course for yours truly..And the woman of the hour,who was a little buzzed(or was faking it) after a few long island ice.