The agency was the type that 'looked the other way' in so much that they got paid a certain amount of money by the client for your time and anything e...lse that went on between two consenting adults was up to you. But in this case seeing as it was a female, and being young and naive at the time, I didn't think that anything 'extra' would happen.In this case I thought it would be the easy evening that the agency described, a trip to the cinema, a late dinner and then home. How wrong I was going to. "You've seen how they're dancing, I felt you stiffen," she said. "I saw him pull her in like that. She did resist then just gave in."We watched them. He was holding her waist, whispering in her ear, and she was shaking her head. He kissed her hair then her ear. She did not react beyond a smile. His hand drifted to her bottom, the other played with her hair at her neck, another smile. Her hands on his shoulders. Then the crowd came between us and we lost sight of them.The song ended, and. This year would be different though because this year I turned eighteen and Mike hinted to the fact that since I was a big girl now I should get big girl spankings. I asked my mom what this could mean but she only smiled and said that I would find out soon enough. The only problem was that on my birthday Mike was away on a Business trip and would be home a week late, so I had to wait patiently until the next Sunday. From the time of my party until the next Saturday night it was all I could. To be honest, my little tits don’t give much of a cleavage at the best of times, but at least they’re nice and perky and don’t droop. Bending down in the bookshop to look at the lower shelves, I knew my tits would be openly visible to anyone else browsing nearby who happened to glance down. I discreetly tweaked my nipples through my dress to make them stand out. After a while doing this and getting aroused, I paid for the books I needed and walked across Piccadilly Circus and down Haymarket to.