Can you hold in front of you. Oh! That is nice. I said. My husband, hates it. He says it to sexy for me to wear out. she said. I may need to buy it, t...hen have you come over and model it for me. I said. Oh! Mr. Kelly. Your like a little devil, in that chair. I better keep an eye on you. she cooed. She hung up her dress and then put her hands on her hips. She then walked behind me to get a box off the table. Here are some of my heels. There all for sale. She handed me the box. I looked inside. I. The end wall of the corridor split into two halves and swung away. The light of their torches barely reached to where another pair of doors closed off this length of corridor. These doors opened toward them, and were faced on the far side with thin slabs of stone."This monastery is a strange place, with its hidden panels and secret doors," Anji told Baysil. "Are such devices found in all monasteries?" Not as far as I know," he answered, glancing over his shoulder to assure himself that no. We met while buying riding crops at a shop nearby... I a silver-handled item with a short and snappy stroke...he a longer driving whip."Do you ride?", he asked."No, never actually. . ." a little amusement glittering in my eyes... "what about you?" Well...not horses, anyway", an expression of what I thought might be a smile with just a hint of a leer on his face.I smiled at him as well. I don't know why... just the feeling of two people who understand each other quite well, I suppose.We chatted. You grab my leash and tell me I did a good job but point to your neck and say that since I missed a little I am to be punished. You go over to your bag and pull out a small paddle that you would use for Ping-Pong. You sit over the edge of the bed and tell me to lie on my stomach in your lap. I obey and wait for the pain that was coming. I clench my ass in anticipation of the pain and you pull on the g-string going down the crack of my ass and snap it causing me to jump a little. You then.