." I'll bet you dreamed of doing it. Last night or the night before," I challenged. I was pretty sure that after our talks of the last two nights that... something must have invaded her dreams."I didn't," mom denied but with little conviction.We got to the hotel just after ten that night. The room had only one bed in it. A king size one. Which is exactly what I'd ordered over the Internet. Of course I didn't tell mom that. I even pretended to call the front desk when we discovered it. And then I. He interviewed the corrections officers on duty at the time. He secured the CCTV footage and included it into the report, which was interactive of course.It was so good that Jarrett used it for the briefing of the team. In the script Jarrett called nerd one by name which I didn’t bother to look up. In my audio tape I instructed the typist to look it up. I simply referred to him as nerd one. Nerd two got a share of the ‘atta boy’ when Jarrett delivered it. For future reference I decided that. Feeling the sting on my bottom, I sheepishly reply “Yes”. Your hand starts to withdraw from my bottom and I belatedly add “Sir” and feel your fingers gently tap my bottom. This is going to be hard. “Get in the tub!” I quickly respond and move toward the tub. Lifting my leg over the side of the tub I ease the toes of my foot in, testing the temperature, before easing my foot all the way in. Once my foot is firmly on the bottom I lift my other foot into the tub. Bending at my knees I lower. Oh well so much for distracting myself. I put the book away and turned my attention to the growing need between my legs. I suggested to Mark that we stop for a drink somewhere to cool us down, but, lets face it, I never had any intention of cooling down. Things were about to get very hot. We stopped not long after, at the services. I suggested that we park further away from the other cars and climbed on to his lap with my legs spread around him. Before he had a chance to speak, I.