She truly is a temptress, isn't she?''Hey, I'm being serious, here, ' Alana insisted. 'She's the one who says what, and the rest of us just do it. She... should've been the friggin' queen.''So it comes down to the same ol' whine, huh?' Tabatha smirked. 'Is that all that's bothering you?''That depends ... Are you done interrupting me?' Alana asked imperiously. Tabatha kept her mouth shut, though she made a small sigh through her nose. Ong smiled at her.'That's better, I think, ' Alana continued.. She was wearing an attractive dress, blue and yellow; it has shortsleeves and a deep "V" neck and was very tight in the right places. Hermake-up was flawless as were her now long fingernails that were colored asoft pearl color; I sure wish I could make myself look as attractive asMr. Martin did when he became Agatha, maybe someday. (In case you haven'tfigured it out yet, Agatha and Mr. Martin were one and the same). Agathagrabbed a short jacket and her purse and we headed for the car.She. (Later she would tell me the size of his semi hard cock had made her gasp!)They danced for a few more songs normally and then returned to the table - an extra one of Janes buttons had opened on her top showing her lacy bra top and more of her cleavage. She sat next to me and we all started talking and laughing. her hand fell into my lap and I knew she noticed my hard on. She squeezed my dick whilst looking me in the eye and asking "Are you ok?", "Never better" I replied instantly. Her eyes. She gave me a seductive smile. "If you would like to be spankedin his place? That could be arranged." she purred."Oh no!" I said hurriedly."So I should spank him?" she said.I exhaled sharply through my nose, ignoring the pleading look Icould see him cast upwards in my direction. "I guess so." Isaid.I think he started crying even before the first blow landed but I felt that he had good reason to weep before the spankingwas finished. To be honest, by the time his punishment was over,it was hard.