Prudence was gasping, yelping, crying and laughing as her spanking continued. Cries of "SEVEN!!", "Oh, EIGHT!!" followed each firm hand spank and it w...s a final flurry of cheek flattening blows that had Prudence shrieking "N...NINE, dear husband. Spare my bottom for I swear it feels the size of a pumpkin right now!!!!" that brought the punishment to an end. Henry stayed his hand and drew his wife from his lap and into his arms where he kissed and hugged her as she tried to rub her abused rear. Her face has got a charm with a small bindi on her forehead and kumkum at her hairline. I never got to speak much with her for the first two days. But as days passed, the interaction between us increased.I began to spend a lot of time with her. She took me to the fields to show how they cultivated rice. To watch her work in the field is a delight. She lifts her saree up to her knees and ties it up to avoid spoiling of her saree due to mud. As she bent down to plant those seeds, her cleavage. The two women felt this moment as a time of union, of loss shared. They did not snap at each other, they did not growl. Penny moved slowly, alongside Marilyn on the bed, and they giggled at each other, avoiding the tubes and lines until they were able to hold each other. This touch, this supreme intimacy caused them both to forget their surroundings, and even the circumstances of their meeting. They were two human beings, just trying to comfort one another in the time of need. They kissed. I was like a cat laying it its owners lap; just a love-sponge, soaking up all I could get. I did my best to purr for him so he would know how I felt.I must have drifted off, because when I opened my eyes, Jim was gone. There was an afghan over me and my t-shirt had been folded and placed on the back of the couch where I would be sure to see it. I stretched and yawned before sitting up and putting on my top.When I stood up, I saw Bud sitting a few feet away in an easy chair. He was reading the.