” Catherine continued to look at the implements on the desk and without raising her eyes replied with a quiet, “Yes sir, sorry.” Before rephras...ing her question. “Are you going to punish me sir?” “Mrs. Jenkins, You will report to my office at six o’clock sharp for a caning. Before then you will write a letter apologising to Doris for being overzealous when punishing her. I expect the letter to fill a full page and be in your neatest handwriting with no spelling or grammatical mistakes.” . "Taylor stared at the check, looked up at Fred, then back down at the check. Clearing his throat, he motioned to his wife who had been chatting with a woman just outside the open door. Mrs. Taylor bid goodbye to the woman and walked back into the church."You need me, Honey?" she asked as she came to stand by his side.With a slightly trembling hand, the pastor handed the check to his wife. Mrs. Taylor was also the treasurer of the little church. "It's Carla's tithe. She received a court. Everyone at the table had a good buzz going: Doug with his Margaritas and Reginald with his Jagermeister. Dave was catching a parting glance at Leesa's ass when the spinner piped up, "No more bets." Four sets of eyes turned to the slots and took several seconds to notice that they weren't spinning. The first thing through their heads was 'I'm not that drunk.' All eyes looked up at the spinner, who seemed to be awaiting their undivided attention. "Are you gonna spin or what?" blared Reginald. ” she told her co-workers, to upraised eyebrows, and looks of disbelief.She took the coffee to a small table where the girl had sat down. She knew that the girl must have been aware of the charms she had on display but appeared not to notice, or to not care, that her breasts were fully visible through her clothing. Kirsten couldn’t help but stare.“You keep staring...” her voice held a hint of laughter, and she looked up at Kirsten innocently. “You haven’t seen someone wet and disheveled.