Sequential numbers were stamped in the top outside corners. The writing was tight and regular.'Aug, 13.'Well, yesterday we did it. Beth wore white and... damn the gossip and bad luck. She said she would wear nothing beneath and dared us all to go bareback as well. Her gown was of some burnished silken cloth that followed the curves of her shoulders, chest and hips before falling to the ground. The sleeves clung to her arms until they ended at the middle of her forearms.'There was a sketch, only. Go for it."A couple of days ago, Tricia would never have dreamed of doing anything like this. But she had changed -- a lot -- and she had the feeling she was in for still more changes. She took a deep breath and started toward the hallway where Kyle had gone a few moments earlier.She wasn't strutting on purpose. It was the only way she could walk in these damn spikes! But she was conscious of the roll of her ass, the stride of her legs, the eyes that watched her as she moved through the barroom. I was amazed to know how much she read. She was a crazy reader, just like me. She told that Sapiens was her favorite book and that she was currently reading Kafka. I got aroused just by hearing that.Here was a girl, who was damn beautiful and damn intellect. What else can a man ask for? I was yet to know. After a while, I went to the stereo and turned the music on. I gave her a deep look and sat beside her. We could feel the energy levels rising. I was taking time and analyzing her. Man, she. Striking a little harder I didn't really know what I was doing but she made it clear I needed to use the cane much harder.I started to grow into it and soon the thwack thwack thwack of the cane across her arse was turning us both on and i started telling her how naughty she was and she deserved it. She was moaning and between saying how sorry she was her hand reached between her legs Then by way of apology she said she was so sorry but just needed to feel a cock inside her. I took the hint and.