I had seen a couple of guys probably in their mid 40's eying Holly up over the course of the evening. After what had happened in Majorca I must admit ...I was starting to get a bit of a semi at the thought of us perhaps inviting them back to our hotel for some fun. While I was in the restroom they had made their move. I arrived back to see them talking to my Mrs, smiles were exchanged and it was clear there was chemistry. I asked her what they had said. She just said they asked if we were together. After college I was determined to change my slutty habits and stop living that dangerous lifestyle. I wanted to get a fresh start with a clean reputation and maybe find a husband who knew nothing of my sordid past. I moved across town in Atlanta where I would likely never see any of the high school or college kids from my past. I joined a Holy Roller church that preaches against drinking alcohol and premarital sex.I met Ed in that church and was attracted to him, partially because he had only. "What? What the fuck are you doing?" Solomon said as McMasters' hand cupped Solomon's groin. "Have you gone gay or something?" he said, trying to push his boss away."Shut the fuck up and sit down," McMasters snarled as he finished with his search and motioned toward the bench."What did you do that for?" Solomon asked, sitting, nevertheless.McMasters didn't directly answer the question, but instead said, "I went by the office to pick up something I forgot. Someone has been in my computer. Since. Gerry took the paddle and hit her several more times much harder on each cheek. The girl grunted and squirmed a bit, but never let go of the flogger in her mouth or twisted to avoid the blows. Fresh tears appeared in her eyes. He hung the paddle back up and nodded at the man again, then they continued on their way. When they got to the dungeon, there was a man just outside the tent demonstrating his skill with whips. It was fascinating to watch as he popped balloons with whips of different.