As I spanked him I became aware of a shuffling noise at my study door,I knew full well that Amy would have her ear pressed against the door in order t...o hear what was going on. My hand fell and rose on Paul's bottom,I listened to his moans and then he asked if he could watch Amy being punished.I refused his request,I believed it was 'NOT PROPER FOR THESE TWO WILD PASSIONS TO BE AROUSED ANYMORE'. I continued to spank Paul until I decided that he had enough,the rest of his punishment would be. I saw very little of it as we were driven every place and did not go out on the street at Emi’s insistence. We were even driven into underground garages for a lot of the top-shelf boutiques we went to. We spent two hours in the first store as Emi flogged the staff, trying on at least fifteen different styles of shoes that all basically looked the same to me – at first I was game but after the eighth or ninth pair I told her that, and she ignored me afterward. She settled on two pairs and. I was 'a gift from God', my mother tells me many a time. My mom was 47, my dad, well he was close to 60 when I was born. And if I am 'a gift from God', I have a lot to live up to. So do you, Hal, if we date more than once."Cindy remembered, when she said that to Hal, they had been holding hands. "Gee, Cindy," he had replied, "can we at least hold hands?" Yes ... but, don't get too many other ideas!"That first date, there was a good night kiss, and Hal remembered how natural it was, holding her. I looked down. Oh God, the legs!On the way back up I tried not to look there but my eyes ignored me. There was a bulge. Not a big bulge, but a bulge. Boy plumbing. Flaccid. Confined."You mean we're doing this nuh--nuh--nuh--naked?"I blushed? I mean, c'mon! I wasn't a virgin, after all. Like I do know what "flaccid" means. And then there was Terrell and me doing It since middle school sex ed. Jeez, get real!But Matt was not Terrell. Something about this..."Get used to it," Matt answered, shoving.