Apparently it took a belt to my bare bottom to change my behavior. Once he started spanking me like that, I stopped being late to work everyday. I nev...r completely overcame my tardiness, I was still late to work at least 3 or 4 times every month. But that was never a problem again, I suspect my boss (the owner) probably preferred the chance to spank me once in a while.Honestly, I liked the spankings a little bit too. Before you ask, I’m not aroused by the pain; I’m not a masochist. But my. ”“As if I ever will. I’m far from home and far from rich. Nobody here knows me, and it looks like nobody wants to.”“You’re gloomy tonight. There’s a girl for you ... Tell me. Do you think you could fake being a virgin?”“I’m sure.” He wasn’t about to tell Hank that it would be no fake.“I’ll try to introduce you to Mrs. Powell.” He succeeded. The name, which sounded like a matron chaperoning the dance, turned out to belong to a woman who danced every dance. She must be in her thirties or even. There was no way of knowing if they were playing the game just as he and Danielle were, or if they were in fact staying there at the hotel as real guests. Either way, the situation was nearly perfect. Paul placed his towel containing the miniature camera so that it would capture their movements inside the pool. The trick would be getting Danielle into the water, naked, without being seen. For a moment she simply sat on the edge of the pool her towel wrapped loosely around her body. They both. I let my finger trail down his chin, to his chest. I played with his chest hair for a second and proceeded to let my finger move down to his bellybutton. Derek took my hand away before it got too low. He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed the top of it. I moved my hand to the side of his neck and put my other hand on the other side of his neck. "I think we both know what comes next." I said to my uncle. "I think you don't know what you're getting yourself into." Derek said. Derek smiled.