And, not even thinking about it, a wig. Abrown one with long, uncontrollable tesses. By the time he left, he wasburdened under by bags, two or three o...n each arm. Strange, though, thatused to be manageable for him. But today, it seemed impossible. He lookedaround, thinking maybe a guy would step up and help him at least to hiscar. "Like, how hard would that be?" he reasoned.Arriving home, Jim couldn't wait to shed his stupid, icky suit. Hecouldn't imagine what he was thinking when he put that. Then in a similar loud voice, "I and my men require our morning meal, see to it."With that her swatted her backside to send her on her way.She yelped and was gone into the corridor. he watched her depart, marveling at the sway of her hips, her skirts swishing across stone floor. The image of her uplifted bosom still in his mind. He wondered if she was as haughty and reserved in the bedchamber. And her eyes, oh yes her eyes, how they flashed when he challenged her. The green fire in her her eyes. No answer, so I got up from the couch, I crept over to the recliner and stood beside her, just watching her. She looked peaceful there sleeping. In my mind, I knew I should wake her and tell her to go to bed, but on the other hand, the raging hormones of a young man knew I just had to try to get a glimpse of those breasts that I had thought about for years.After standing there for what seemed like an eternity, I decided that it was time to go for broke. I knelt down beside the chair and slowly. Next Ann switched the paddle for the rattan cane! By this time, theuncomfortable position, with our arms held down which also pulled ourheads down, made breathing through our noses very difficult. She"swished" the cane through the air a couple of times, to let us know shewas ready, and "Put the fear of God" in us! Instead of giving us onestroke each then moved on to the next, she gave each of us 5 severe"cuts" before "moving on". I could not tell how hard she swung, but Iheard a "humfff" sound.