She and her assistant Aalia worked feverishly at their laptops to polish the report. “…And I also need the figures from the last fiscal quarter,�...� Padma added, focused on the task. “You seem to be feeling better this morning,” Aalia commented. “Not especially,” Padma answered distractedly, “but this presentation means my future at ACME. I refuse to let that asshole…” Padma and Aalia’s eyes met, both surprised by the slip. “…To let a small illness derail my career,” Padma quickly recovered. As. The coffee sits on the table half finished. Reaching for the carton he removes the lid which his clumsy fingers drop to the floor. Bending down to retrieve it he sneaks a look. Nice looking pins and arse by the looks of things too. Sitting back up he notices she’s staring at him. What? Charlie looks away and takes a swig. Not so nice now it’s getting cold but the cognac still burns on the way down. He stares out the window. Two and a half hours to go. Settling back he stretches out his legs. (Ouch) (Ouch).” “You can stand up now and get dressed. Since I just spanked you, I will get a pillow for you to sit on and I will drive to the restaurant. We can continue our conversation there.” I felt both embarrassed and a little humiliated that two women now had spanked me in a short amount of time. But I was also glad Jill brought a pillow for me to sit on. I felt glad that we were seated in the restaurant away from the other people because our conversation dealt with our relationship and. “why did you sit next to me in french anyway?" i said calmly. He shrugged. “Whatever" i said as i shut my locker and turned to leave. He grabbed my hand softly turning me around. I stared deep into my eyes with a look that i've never seen him give anyone. He moved in closer to my lips he gently touched my lips with his. Pushing me against my locker he slipped his tounge in my mouth. He tasted like valentines day chocolate. We played with eachothers tounge as he.