OK, maybe after we had sex. Was she only able to go out on that night?I wanked off each night thinking about the blowjobs she had given me. In the m...orning I wanked again thinking of eating her pussy and having her orgasm under my mouth.Finally it was Saturday night and I headed up the hill. I got the blanket and filled my pocket with condoms. I had an excuse for having both now and wanted to make sure we had protection in case she forgot. Then I went down to where we had met before and. Bottomless of course, white socks and shoes.Her tie and jumper were all rump[led and clearly she had a good cry on he way to me.I offered her a tissue then gathered her in my arms. Let's see I said. What punishment did you get, you poor girl.She turned round to see me, the sobbing lessened.I inspected her legs and bottom closely, kneeling down to see her stripes. All the time praising her for being a good girl, a brave girl.This helped Sally stop sobbing and is a part of our method of building. Me: What happened?Chloe: Abigail started a fight, Jason with some girls were drinking on the back seat. There was loud music, chaos!Me: Hahaha!Chloe: This way, a few people here, a few upstairs. Easier to manage.Me: That makes sense. Not much of a view.Chloe: Hahaha! Why do you think last year all hell broke loose in here? Nothing to see, nothing to do. People improvised.Me: What are we going to improvise now?Chloe: Nothing I think. I’ll sit down.Me: Ok.Ok, so the road there was smartly managed. Come for Sunday dinner. Have a break.”John rubbed his eyes and sat back in his office chair.“Very kind of you both,” he said. “Ann, as usual, is absolutely right. I’d love to come.”As he put the phone down, he realised that as MD he was in a lonely position. He doubted whether any of his staff would attempt to socialise with him, for fear of seeming to try to get more influence with him. Tom was a friend from way back and did not care.John was grateful for Ann and Tom’s intervention; he knew he.