" Too late." I'm terrible Phil. I definitely don't deserve you." I feel the same about you."Marisol shook her head. "That doesn't make sense. I've nev...er been anything but a mistress, a rich man's whore born and bread. The best I've been has been a maid. And you. You're a fucking genius. You could be anything you want, have any woman you want." Only if I can have you." Even if I ... divorce, I won't marry you. I'll be your mistress until you wake up and see the real me. I won't have your child.. With legs kicking and being scolded I come.With mock outrage and well placed slaps I hide my face in a throw pillow I let go. "What now! Do I have to check you?" A finger reaches in through the elastic. "If you messed your... they're all wet" I'm sorry," I gasp."Get in the corner. I'm getting the Brush."Corner time is it's own punishment. The worst is even though it's humiliating it's also a break. I rub my sore behind, think about what just happened, and yes touch myself or at least press my. “I’ve been out of town on vacation for the last week, how would I know anything about all of that?”“Ooops,” she sent to me. “I knew that ... Forgot ... Sorry.”“So what’s this promotion thing about anyway?”“You know that Randolph Industries has thinking about opening a new plant. Right?”“They’ve been talking about that for a few years.”“Well,” Marilyn said, “They just got SEC Approval last Monday to issue a hundred-million in bonds to finance the construction of a new plant in Mississippi. They. "You ready?" Mickey asked, looking at Shana. Shana nodded her head silently. Her stomach was fluttering and her vagina was trembling with the anticipation. "Take off your cloths and lay down." Mickey said. Shana did as she was told, taking her shirt off over her head, then unclasping her bra, and finally letting her panties drop to her ankles. When her cloths were strewn all over Mickey's floor, she slowly sat down, feeling the gentle scratching of the carpet on her bare ass. From her spot on.