It all began with a demand from my parents that I be educated at a conservative college if I expected them to pay for my university. I agreed because ...I could still be on a cheerleader squad with a national reputation.My parents were taken aback and along with a dozen other parents complained about our new more progressive looking uniforms. They showed a lot of skin, but were not indecent. When they saw me perform at the first game they gave the mom of students, aka mom of decency an earful. He. I took a look at her, but she didn’t show any interest in taking part in this discussion. She knew about my past - and Pam of course knew it all. On the other hand, I had no intention in giving Karen any information she didn’t need to know. Being my ex-fiancée and a journalist both were items that encouraged me even less. I decided to go into the ‘offense’ mode.“Karen, please tell us what you are doing here. I seriously cannot believe that the public would be dying to know about a small charity. "Really? So your daddy still spanks you when you've been bad?"She nodded."Good," he smiled. "Naughty girls need a good spanking from time to time. I bet you enjoy the spankings, don't you?"She didn't reply. The truth was he hadn't spanked her since that day months before when he'd raped her. But she had fantasized about it happening again a lot since. She'd even told William to slap her ass whenever he fucked her doggy-style, but it just wasn't the same."Okay, get over here," he said firmly. His cock was erect. At the level of my face. I wanted to take it into my mouth, but not here. I stood. Facing him. Standing close. Slow and calm I suggested we go to my bedroom. He was naked and his cock was hard and it was from thoughts of men, but actually making a move to another man's bedroom.... there was still a chance he would change his mind. So I took his hand before he could say anything and led him to my bed. Sat him down and stripped for him.I keep in shape and I know other men.