I could report today.”“No, my dear young Mr. Grey. Today, you belong to Lord Mulgrave and to Mr. Egerton. You are the hero of the hour after all, ...and the newspapers will want to know more of you.”Years of discipline prevented Thomas from rolling his eyes, yet a sigh escaped from his mouth. Sir Wilfred and Mr. Egerton laughed at his plight.“There is a price to pay for fame, my dear young Mr. Grey,” Egerton chuckled. “We shall have a reception at my house too.”Of course, with a rear admiral in. "I put my arm around her waist and rested my hand on her bare thigh. As I spoke I carressed it with my finger tips. I told her I happened to see her computer on and as I went to shut it off ( what's a little lie among perverts?) I discovered something that was troubling to me. I pulled up the spanking site and asked her if it looked familiar. She turned bright red, squirmed in my lap, which caused my cock to stir under her ass cheeks, and tried to mouth some words. Julie, I said, before you. He needed some distraction, if only for the now completely hard arousal to calm down, if it even was possible to calm down.She leans back disappointed. “Damn, did he do that on purpose?” The evidence that she excited him was there. Or maybe he just got aroused, not necessarily because of her. Guys can get boners at the weirdest times. Her thoughts get interrupted when she sees him coming out of the kitchen with a platter of snacks. She smiles at him. “Why does he have to be all cute and. You need to be very ... and I mean VERY specific in what you write. It ... the book ... it has a way of interpreting your words the way it wants to. Fair warning."Again his response was, "Oh ... kay."He was already in bed with the lights out when he remember Sally's comp' notebook. He signed, knowing it would be cold tramping through the apartment to his backpack in his birthday suit sleeping attire. Crazy as his childhood friend and now college school mate had seemed, Bob knew she would act.