A second later she was in my arms, crying, laughing, hugging and kissing me, she wore an old baggy tee shirt over a ripped denim mini skirt, her face ...was smudged with dirt and her long blonde hair was tousled. On her feet she wore a pair of rubber gardening boots and I thought she looked absolutely bloody gorgeous!"You shouldn't have dressed up for me mum" I laughed, she looked up at me though tears stained eyes and promptly burst out crying."I'd got it all worked out" she sobbed, "I was going. She scooped up the entire pile of magazines and dumped them in the trash. Unwilling to face the rest of the night, she popped a sleeping pill, put on her grungy but comfy sweats and headed to bed, not even bothering to turn on the TV in an effort to avoid the perky and predictable romantic comedies that would be on every channel celebrating this holiday invented by the greeting card companies anyways. Cassie knew she had nothing to be really upset about. She had been on several dates over the. 30pm as he faced the wall outside Mr Hunter’s study. The wall was similar to that outside Mr Brown’s study. The butterflies in his stomach were the same. His bottom felt exposed and prickly in anticipation.“Come in.”Harry entered and stood by Mr Hunter’s desk. It was just like Mr Brown’s study.“Now Harry, I think a taste of the cane is needed to keep you focussed. I am giving you six of the best.”Mr Hunter stood and took a cane from his cupboard.“Bend over the desk.”Harry could barely believe. Dee was meeting me after he got out of work and we were bunkering down in a hotel room. I couldn't wait to see him. To have his hands on me, and his strong arms wrapped around my body. God he has a presence about him that just makes me melt and soaks my panties before he's even in the room. Dee and I have been dating for a few months and he found out almost instantly how submissive I am. I've never had a boyfriend who could dominate me like he does. When he made it to the room I was dying to.