I picked up the new garment; passed it around my body, and, taking afirm grip, tried unsuccessfully to fasten the front busk; only to findthat the two...edges would not meet and there was a disappointingly widegap at the front! Surely it could not be too small! I took a fresh gripon the lower ends of the busk, and strained to make them meet. The lacesmoved a little, through the lace holes at the back, which just enabledme to engage the lowest stud in the lowest hole. I rested for a moment;grasped. For some people, a spanking is more of a treat, than a trick."With that she snorted a laugh and walked out of the room. Phil followed."Ashlyn, what has gotten to you?" Dorothy." What? Dorothy what?" Call me Dorothy. I'm obviously Dorothy right now. So call me that, please."It was Phil's turn to roll his eyes."Sure, but it's Ashlyn that's being a brat, right now." And which one do you want to spank, Dad? Ashlyn or Dorothy?" I don't want to spank anybody, Ash ... Er ... um ... Dorothy. Look, this. .” However, Donald looked at the huge bulge my erection was making in my lycra biking shorts and he understood me just fine. He whispered in Candy's ear. It was fun to watch her face go from panic, to confusion, to disbelief, then (as her eyes turned to my hard-on) to lust. She stared at my erection. “What do you want from me?” she asked. I stepped the last ten feet between us and stood right in front on the kneeling couple. “I bet you can guess.” I said. Donald took the initiative and pulled. 'Odd guy' thought Lewis.All further thought was interrupted by the arrival of 'the body' on the bar stool beside Lewis. He couldn't believe his luck. She, in all her perfection, sat beside him. Then she did an amazing thing - a virtually perfect impersonation of 20th Century actress."What does a girl have to do, to get a drink around here?" the words bubbled from her lush lips.Lewis saw his chance."Hey, Procol, Procol old friend - serve the lady!"The lady swung her eyes to Lewis's lips, and.