Dianne and I both shook our heads at the same time and watched as she fired a long slender cigarette and took a deep drag. She continued, ‘I studied... hard to be an architect. I am very creative and enjoy designing houses and buildings. The firm I work for is a very large and affluent company and has many extremely talented designers employed. As a woman, I get the shit work, mostly. I’ve been stuck doing structural design drafting and the ‘Good ‘Ol Boys’ in the firm get all the praise. I had a. We always talked later, we made up and he assured me that he loved me and cared for me. With Jack it wasn’t casual play, I was being punished. Part of making up was sex – I gave my sore ass up easily and, we made love.With him I knew that, when the paddle came out, my little ass was in trouble. More than once, I found myself sitting on a sore backside as we ate dinner. Or worse, bent over the car, in the parking lot after dinner. Skirt up, panties down for an on the spot attitude correction.. ” I stepped through the doorway and damn near dropped the booze. Amanda was kneeling in the opening to the hallway with not a stitch of clothing, just a dog collar around her neck attached to a chrome chain leash. She held the leather leash end in one hand and a paddle in the other and had her face directed toward the floor! Shutting the door, I threw the latch and turned and once again surveyed the incredible young woman. She was not even a glimmer in her parent’s eyes when I was her age! . I could say something she made two pegs and said cheers giving me the glass of whisky my through was dry so I gulped the whole peg in one sec. she poured another one in and then the third one after a few minutes the scotch was having its effect on me and I looked at her from head to toe.She was smiling and she was looking great her skin was glowing and she stood up and put on some light music and she emptied her glass and hold my hand and asked me for a dance.I stood up but my feet were not.