I winked...she smiled a beautifully wide grin, and waved me over. She was stunningly beautiful in a short Burgundy pleated skirt and cream button down...with intricate lace embroidery in all the right places. Her curves were accentuated by the tight blouse, sexy pleated skirt, black sheer stockings and the shiny high heals that had a sort of wingtip design on them. Retro but modern. And my cock was tingling already.I kept my cool as I joined her and her friends (all MILFs by the way). She hopped. Couldn’t actually. I was crying too much. Yes I knew I was learning my lesson though. I was going to be such a good girl from now on. Maybe I understood now because I was 19 years old. The hairbrush hit home time and again. I know I was squirming around on Auntie Sarah’s lap but never once avoided the hairbrush. Not once. I was sure the spanking was harder than last time. Tears were streaming down my face but my eyes were too blurred to see if the carpet was wet. I really expected it to be. . Even hearing those few words coming from whose lips made me shiver. I closed my eyes for a moment and gathered my thoughts."Kim, I think that there a few things we should discuss together, about Lil."I followed those eyes while I spoke to her and I was quite sure that I could see some conflicting feelings flashing through them. I knew that, as the same things was happening with me."Yes. Yes, I agree with you. Look, would it be okay with you if we visited Lil's apartment, together... ?" Sure,. While smoking this fine lady started up a conversation with me. I was very surprised, most people won't talk to me in public. I'm 6'3" and about 230 with a shaved head and an athletic build. Most people take me for a skinhead or a biker...I'm an accountant! lol! Anyway this fine young thing stood about 5'7", nice wide hips, big tits (my guess was a d cup), and a pretty face with glasses. We spent quite a while talking and had to run in to make last call. As we finished our drinks Marilyn.