They were close friends and it felt good - that was all that mattered. Donna's parents had gone away for the weekend and she was sent to stay at Susan...s house. There was a spare bedroom available, but the girls preferred to sleep together, as they had often done in the past. Donna felt different that night, as she snuggled up to her friend. Susan was lying on her side, with her back turned to her, but she sensed she felt it too. They had almost been nervous about getting into bed together and. "One, ma'am!" I cried out.She then brought it back again and slapped me left ass cheek and then quickly slapped my right ass cheek. "Two, ma'am! Three, ma'am!" She paused briefly and then repeated the same two strokes. "Four, ma'am! Five ma'am!" Again another pause and then a slap on the left cheek and one on the right cheek. "Six ma'am! Seven ma'am!" She didn't pause this time and just continued to slipper away at my reddened ass. "Eight, ma'am! Nine, ma'am!" Tears were forming in my eyes. I. As he wilted, John collapsed back on the bed and panted for breath, recovering from a fantastic end to what had turned out to be a very enjoyable evening.It hadn’t taken Marsendra long to relax over dinner, a glass of wine and John’s disarming conversation quickly putting her at ease. Likewise, Lyvia had got over her nervousness when she received nothing but compliments and sympathy from him; a startling contrast to the scorn and contempt she’d grown accustomed to over her harrowing life as a. “What do you listen to?” she asked.“Me? Country.”“Ack! What, maybe you play the songs backwards and your girlfriend, dog, and pickup truck all come home?” she teased.Sam snorted and answered in a deep Southern drawl, “Damn Yankees! Nuthin’ but a dam bunch uv cahpet-baggas!”Tina’s eyes widened at the change in Sam’s speech. “Where did that come from?”“Wha’, dam, guhl, I was yoah age afore I learnt that Damn ‘n Yankee was two sepret wuhds!”“You’re from the South?”“Sho’ ‘nuff dahlin’” Sam grinned.