Reality had finally returned and I hated it."What time do you want breakfast tomorrow, Boss?" Zane asked. "I thought I'd do something special." I have... no idea." I groused. "Juan, what time do I want breakfast?" Boss, I think you have a couple days off." He sounded cautious. "None of us have you scheduled for anything until Wednesday and I called around and no one else seems to expect you for anything."I chewed a mouthful of food slowly. I had forgotten what work used to be like. I swore I'd. After a certain point in the conversation I decided I had had enough talk and wanted a lap dance she in formed me that a dance was twenty dollars and a private on was one hundred and fifty dollars, I decided on a regular non private dance. so she takes me to a little niche and the music starts and she starts dancing on me and then takes off her top. This was this first time that I had even been this close to a woman and I had a hard on the size of Florida. After about three dances I say that. Ella felt Lucy run her fingers down the inside of her thighs and parted her legs hoping for her pussy lips to be caressed. When Lucy obliged Ella could not stop herself gasping in erotic delight, although she knew that Lucy never let her cum during a spanking, and the tender caressing also signaled the imminent start of the much more painful hairbrush part of the spanking. Still, it was a ritual both Lucy and Ella enjoyed and made a fitting prelude to the uncontrolled crying that Ella would. ”He wasn’t the first one, by any means. That had been Frank Spencer, though I didn’t know it at the time. Later on, it was Ben van Hoek and Robert Block. And after that, Lars Andersson. As I’d told my mom over and over, she was the only adult that didn’t have a high opinion of me. I quickly pushed those thoughts aside, because I didn’t want my mind to wander.“I’m sure. And you would want me for a husband?”“We have discussed this before. We were waiting until I graduated from the diplomatic.