Later that night, a replay of what happened kept running through my mind. A couple of stray thoughts disturbed me. What would I have done if she had s...urreptitiously slipped them into a pocket? Would I have felt flattered or violated? The other thought was what if they had been dirty ones? I do have to admit to checking as soon as I got out to my car and felt relieved that they were clean. But there was a small part of me that wondered how I would have felt if they were a used pair.I was once in. Then she asked, "What are you going to do to Thomas?" You hit him rather hard and Cecilia doesn't have any intentions to bill you for the damage you did to her property. Her lawyer says that Thomas will be as poor as a mouse in the church when they are finish with him. He doesn't own a shit of their property, no part of their house, no savings, not the BMW not even his bicycle. Everything is bought with company money and all shares in the company are Cecilia's private property. Beating Thomas. He was ruggedly handsome and of course his picture often graced the major magazines of America."Hello Nancy," he said shaking her hand firmly, and turning to Judy, "and what can I say to a number one fan?" A hug would be... be nice," Judy managed."A hug it is!" And Eppy picked Judy up and hugged her tight. "I love my fans and my fans love me. Well some of 'em do." He laughed raucously. Judy made no attempt to move away after he'd put her feet back on the ground. In fact she touched him as often. ??I don?t think so, little slave, I think you?ve had enough.??But Master Tony???No buts,? he said, ?Your Master has spoken.?With that he moved behind me and began to gently massage my grateful derriere with a liberal amount of Aloe E lotion. I smiled, realizing that he probably enjoyed rubbing my ass much more than spanking it. For a moment, I sank into a state of bliss, savouring the tenderness I was receiving from my masters; Norris easily holding me in his arms, and Tony lovingly caressing.