Sharon ordered. “Go to the cupboard and have a look in the mirror then.” I turned, eager to see just what colour my bottom was. I went to the full... length mirror, turned, and gasped when I saw how red my bottom was. “See there, Ruth, that’s how red I will be making your bottom each and every time I spank you. That’s what we agreed, wasn’t it?” I just cried some more. Sure I knew I deserved to be spanked and yes I agreed I needed to be spanked harder so I wasn’t going to object. I just needed to. I do have a question for you, though.”“Your friend back home?”“Yes. She’s dating and I’m dating, but we’ll probably see each other when I go home at Thanksgiving.”“And you wonder how that would affect us?”I nodded, “I just want to know what the rules of the game are. Then I can decide what to do.”“You were burned by assumptions with your girlfriend here.”“Exactly. I don’t want to make the same mistake twice.”“Well, as I said earlier, we aren’t a couple and I don’t own you or control you. I. I hate them sometimes.. I'm wearing fishnet stockings with a cute silky grey skirt and black blouse, And Vans. I have to run to the bus because I get a bit late. Yeah. That's my everyday routine.. I sit in the back, I hate the front. When I get to school, I take a deep breath. I walk inside and my friends come up to me, they make my day by telling me how I look. Then.. I see him.. Alex. His winter brown hair.. He looks so cute in both of his hair.. His blonde summer hair. And dark brown winter. I really needed more hands - two hands to cover two milky rounded tits and two firm ass cheeks just did not compute.When I had discovered that she had milk-laden tits, I just had to feed off her, and that was what I was doing at the moment.She also gave me a swelled head when she commented on my cock - she compared me to her husband's penis - she said "penis" because it would never be in the same league as my monster cock. Her words - not mine."He is so small compared to you" she commented as.