Our sweaty bodies only millimeters apart. It was only then that I was able to reach over and give a long passionate kiss before resting my head on his... chest.I could hear his heartbeat return to normal, as I also could hear his breathing become slower and steadier. He pushed me off and he rolled over onto his stomach. Now the breathing was too steady.“Eric?”...Spanking“Hey, are you awake?” I asked as I slapped him on the ass. I got no response, so I slapped him again.“Eric? Babe?”Nothing.This. Perhaps they didn't have a party to attend, but no matter, they had a good time along with us. Belle looked fabulous. She had made a new dress for the party in just four days. I couldn't believe it. This girl had talent, but then, I already knew that.I think we spent most of the night on the dance floor. The disc jockey played a good mix of music, both up-tempo and slow. I have to admit, I was happier with the slow tunes. I got to hold Belle closely and that was my main objective. As we danced,. While other 'colleagues' were out in the thick of the battle, I roamed the less offensive fields of art. My speaciality was paintings, and pretty soon, all I had to do was type my name at the end of anything and the newspapers would publish it. To me, they were - are - insensitive buffoons, who are guilty of every hypocrisy that they condemn in others (can you believe the balls of the media guy who hired prostitutes to entrap some middlemen - he defended it as part of the investigative. ” “Mmm. Is that so, my pet?” She purred, continuing to brush her hair without a pause, fully aware of the power she held over him at this moment. “Yes, Mistress,” Clyde nearly gasped. It was apparent he had been waiting for this moment for quite some time. “It makes your cock all hard, does it, when I correct other people toward the proper way of thinking?” “So hard, Mistress. Everyone else is lacking compared to you.” From his well-positioned hiding place in the closet, Brian could see the.