Because of Menzies. He's called 'Rob' — not 'Bob'." Is he a Liberal, too?" No, Labour. He thinks Howard is ruining the country." I'm not certain I'm... allowed to say anything — after all, I'm a government employee." Weena laughed."And your dad, is he a Liberal?" He was, briefly. He voted for Gordon Chalk. But he's pretty solidly National or Labour." So that's why you're Gordy?" Yep. And your dad's Robert Gordon. What a pair!" I've never heard of Gordon Chalk." No. Outside of Queensland, few have.. Mistress Alexiapulls my panties up tightly into the crack of my ass and begins to whip mewith a vicious riding crop. My whimpers and cries are muffled in Mistress'ssweet pussy.As I lick and suck furiously in response to each strike of the crop, MistressToria brandishes a black cat o'nine and quickly joins her partner inpunishment, lashing my bottom for all she's worth. They taketurns..crop..cat..crop..cat..over and over. My muffled moans and the loudsmacking of my punishment push my Mistress. When she began to blush, Kim smiled sweetly at her and rising, asked if it was too hot.'No, I'm alright, really' she said and whispered to her husband. By this time Kim had sat back and swivelled to talk to another guest. Now the husband could himself see the bulge in her knickers and felt himself become slightly uncomfortable.Gerry returned and begged her help. In the kitchen he unfastened the top two buttons of her blouse, kissed her hard on the mouth so that it looked slightly bruised and. I was a little hesitant, but I couldn't just order Becky to bed with me, and she was already getting a beer from the fridge. So I muttered off a goodbye and hit the sack.I must have been drunker than I thought, because I fell asleep almost the second I got into bed. A few hours later, I woke up and realized I had to throw up. I was still drunk and wasn't even sure if I was just dreaming it. I heard soft moans coming from the living room. I perked my ears up. It sounded like Becky.I quietly.