Is there any chance I could take you to lunch today?" the voice asked."Not unless I know more about you than your name. You wouldn't happen to be the ...stranger. who was asking about me at the Cloak and Dagger would you?" I suppose that was me yes," he replied simply."Well Tom, it's like this. I have a couple of people who would enjoy seeing me dead, so I'm a little careful about where I go and who I meet with. I don't much care to make new friends, if you get my drift." I said."I can get you. I gasped at the sight. My heart was pounding. My whole body was trembling. I put my right hand on the soft skin of her cheeks, slowly carressing, looking at the curves, the tan lines from her bikini, the cleft where her bottom and upper thigh met, the dark separation between her cheeks. Then before I knew it I raised my hand and brought it down. A loud crack filled the room. Then another and another. I kept spanking. At first I felt I may have misjudged and hit her too hard, but her reaction. She carefully pulled herself from beneath the cloak and I watched her pass the room once, twice, three times with her eyes closed, clearly concentrating very hard. A slight, wooden door appeared. Its worn slats were alternating black and white, though some appeared to be made of simple dirt and dust. Ginny grabbed and turned the small bronze knob, and waved me over as she slowly opened the door.There was a faint light that escaped the door, hardly noticeable, but noticeable all the same, so. I was thinking of phoning the agency back as i felt a bit intimidated by him but lisa said i should give him a chance as it might seem racist to sack him for nothing .she was looking out the window at him i went over an he had his top off, he was very well built about 17 stone, but was hard working.over the next few i noticed lisa was spending a lot of time chatting with him but when i tried to join in he would make little jokes about how i wasn't as big as him an that i was a daddy boy an lisa.