She ran her hands over her wide hips and down her thick, juicy thighs. The six-inch white stiletto boots made her pink, freckled legs look long and to...ed, and they matched her white and red outfit. She hiked up the bottom of her short dress, exposing a little bit of her freckled, bubbly ass.“Here she is...” She turned and readied to walk out on stage. “Slutty Savannah!”The audience erupted, losing their minds as she entered the room. Savannah strutted to the center of the stage, swaying her. It was like having that itch scratched, orlike finally sneezing after one had been building up for a long time. Icouldn't explain it, but I LIKED it. I drove home extremely concerned,but somehow at ease.When I got home, it was only about eleven in the morning, but since itwas a Saturday and I had nowhere to go, I took a nap. I had planned ontaking a shower, but that could wait. I guessed that I hadn't sleptvery well that night due to the alcohol, and conked out in my bed.I was probably only. A REAL lesson. Lectures weren't working at all. In her drunken state, she decided that a good old fashioned spanking would be the best punishment for his transgressions. Walking quickly over to the couch, she sat down and forcefully pulled him over her lap. Chris didn't even have time to realize what was happening until he was over her lap and she was pulling his pants down.Immediately, he started struggling, and her hand came crashing down on his bare ass. Screaming, Chris struggled as his. Vic can't keep his hands off me." Jane giggled as she related this to Ray. "He gropes me at every opportunity. Now when the weather is so warm that we need to turn on the A/C, he has installed what he calls 'Vic's Rules.' Those rules state that when the A/C in the townhouse is turned on, I must wear a mini skirt in the house and no panties. He is continuously coming up to me and putting his hands up under my skirt or grabbing my ass. Isn't life great! It's like our honeymoon all over again. We.