Mid morning I spotted Tom,who headed a different department, passing my door but he didn't look inuntil on his way back, when he did the now usual dou...ble-take at my hair."Wow, that's different!" he exclaimed, coming in."Could you shut the door, please," I replied, "I need to talk to you.You see, I'm not the body-swapper any more." I was just thinking that," he said, "so who has she moved on to?" Well, I think of him as male, because he's a middle-aged man calledPeter, that I used to be, now.". " "Do you understand?" Sally's response "Yes Sir, I understand!" I say "Today, Sally we are going to go to 100!" "Because as far as I'm concerned, this is an extreme offense!" "Do you agree?" Sally responds with "Yes Sir, I agree." I continue with "I'm not going to be using my hand." I put my bag back on the table and reach in and pull out a large wood paddle with holes in it. I say "this is what you will get 100 strokes with!" (one of her dislikes) I thought she was going to start crying. She stared into his eyes with a heartfelt plea.His hands dropped to his trousers and started fiddling with his belt.Heart jumping at the threat she had scooted around and presented her derriere to him. Proudly thrusting her full and rounded derriere back at him. She dipped her waist to add to the rounded effect of her bottom, and spread her legs wide apart as if offering her sexual centre to him.If only he would take her like this. She liked it on her hands and knees. His cock went even. ..First up I strip the bad... feeling the dried rigid patches where my cumspurted onto the covers... oh my... there was rather a lot! I trot aroundin the heels, taking the covers to pre wash those patches in the sink...fortunately they seem to scrub up quite well. Fortunately too there's alarge washing machine to put them in... next it's mincing back to findclean bedding, something dark to appeal to Mistress... a nice set in blackwith broad stripes of white and maroon should do.I put my hands.