James Mason is a rogue, some would say a lovable rogue. He is a salesman of items that any guesthouse on the south coast of England can’t manage without, and he spends his weeks travelling along from one city to another, encouraging landladies to purchase his products. In the evenings he stays with one or other of his customers and very often ends up spanking them or their eighteen-year-old daughters.

Each week he stays in a central point and usually stays at the same guesthouse from Sunday night to Saturday morning. How does he choose the guesthouse? I hear you ask. Is it always by the quality of their accommodation? “Yeah, right!”

He rates the guesthouses he stays at in the following way.

1. Is the landlady a single woman?

2. Is he properly looked after when he stays there?

3. Does the landlady have a daughter?

4. Is the room cheap?

5. Will the landlady write an invoice for twice what she charges him, for his expense claim?

6. Does the landlady and/or her daughter like to be spanked?

7. Is the account a small one?

When he is thinking with the part of his brain that he keeps in his pants, all of the above criteria are combined and then discarded if he discovers that number six is in place.

He just loves spanking naughty girls, and you will be amazed at how many he finds when he’s travelling.

He is thirty-two years old and still looks pretty good in the suit that he wears when he is selling. No tie nowadays, of course. He doesn't exercise at all but he is very fit, being on his feet most of the day and exercising on his back in the evenings, three times a week usually. He never apologises for his behaviour. Up to you if you approve or not. Most people don’t seem to care.

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