”Scarlett said, “I do, and he’s very modest about it. He told me that you and Owen had most of the ideas, and that all he did was sketch them up...on paper to be sure the sizes worked right and such. He also expects to build Townhouse 3 starting pretty soon. He said we have so many people that want to live her, near everybody. I understand that completely.”Dave said, “If you hear of anybody that wants to do that, but feels they can’t swing it financially for some reason, please let me know. We. . I need your brother’s number!” Roach called after her.Exasperated, her chest pounding a bit, her body making her uncomfortable, she could feel her dampness, and with no panties, she felt so exposed. “Here... !!” she said, impatiently, holding out her phone, her brother’s number displayed. As soon as Roach nodded that he had it, she left, hurrying to her locker, grabbed her algebra book again, and headed to her last two classes before lunch. Still overwhelmed by it all, the constant whispers,. “Yes Ma’am,” I replied obediently.My cock was beginning to stiffen again. Although my bottom hurt like hell I was becoming aroused by the sight of her prancing around in her bikini wielding the switch. … And her voice! She was mean as hell when she was angry and the sound of her voice as she ordered me around excited me. I couldn’t resist that authoritarian tone as she growled her commands through clenched teeth. This combination of sensations was overwhelming … The pain and the pleasure … My. Next up, liquid courage. I made my way to the hotel bar downstairs. Not many people, but there were a few singles at the bar. Got some champagne and joined in the banter with the bar tender and bar mates. Next step snapped a pic of my drink with a very strategically placed napkin bearing the hotel’s name and texted it to him with very simple instructions. “Cum find me. We will not be going home tonight, so pack a bag. Cock ring optional.” Within seconds the return text hit my phone. I’m not.