Chapter 10 False Hopes
- When Van Dyke awoke the next morning, it was late. He scowled and ran a hand over his jaw, the feel of his stubble making him annoyed.
- He had not slept well. All night long, he had been dreaming of the slip of a girl he had spanked.
- He still had a hard on, thinking of her firm round a*se, high in the air as she squirmed and wriggled. The way he had left the imprints of his large hand on her behind…