"By that Monk?" Alison inquired."No,by a Nun,but it was the Monk who ordered that she and her neighbour both be spanked,so Ashley was taken to a room ...y a Nun and then she told me that the Nun really scolded her before sitting down and Ashley had to bend over the Nun's knee and then the Nun spanked her," Lorraine said in a low voice."Fuck,did it hurt,?" Alison asked."Yeah,she said that the Nun spanked her on her bare bum and it really hurt," Lorraine answered.Lorraine and Alison both sat in. He was staying at the Radisson a few miles from my place. I showered and cleaned everything extensively. I tossed on a pair of tight jeans and a T-shirt, no dorky dress-up with slacks or polished wingtips this time. I kept it relaxed. So relaxed that I skipped putting on underwear. I felt sexy with my tight little ass being hugged by denim and the breeze groping me on my way out to my car.Walking through the lobby and heading up to his room I noticed random strangers looking at me and wondered. He sat with both hands surrounding the cup. It was shaking. His face was flush with anger; his mouth set in a tight line. After a moment he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a legal-size envelope. He extracted a cover letter attached to several sheets of onion-skin property description sheets.Vi stood silently in the doorway between the dining room and kitchen, waiting for Jim to speak. After a moment, he did.“They’re taking our road.”“What? How? How can they do that ... who is. I love tasting you far too much for that. Both lips.Now the smile is carnal desire.I position myself over you, pressing myself against you. You’re more than wet enough for me to slip in, but still clenching now and then, coming off of the high I brought you to.Patience. Slowly. Gently. And then I am in. And you give me that deep, throaty moan of absolute delight, followed by a groan of despair at the fact that you cannot wrap your legs around me this time.Now the smile is triumph.I start.