So I was trapped between two opposing hammers. If I said I hit Rosie I would be suspended, no matter the reason. If I said Tabby did it, I would lose ...espect for myself, because I didn't take the fall for her. But Rosie would undoubtedly say that Tabby did it anyway, just because she didn't like niggers, even though, since she was only twelve fucking years old like the rest of us, she probably didn't have a clue and was only regurgitating what her family had fed her. I honestly didn't have a. Please spank me once more before you leave."Her eyes lit up and she said,"I'd be happy to. Bend over my lap again." She hiked up her skirt and over I went again. This time I could really feel her spanks on my already sore bottom. She spanked me for about three minutes when my wife said,"That's enough of a spanking for him for now. You can spank him some more when you come over, again." Then she said to me,"You can stand up, now" But now I had an erection, again. My wife saw it and said,. We told each other our names and laughed some more.By this time, the mixture of lube and body fluids that I was laying in was starting to gross me out, so I asked if I could take a shower. He got up and went to his linen closet, which was well stocked despite him still unpacking from his move. He grabbed a fuzzy soft towel and wiped some of the mess off of his body. He gave me a fresh towel and allowed me some privacy in the bathroom to clean up after myself.I sat on the toilet trying to. I put on my headphones to drown out the sound of the TV fromdownstairs, and lay down on my bed and opened the transcript of my Dad'sinterview with Dr. K. I flicked on a few pages from where I'd beenreading before. It seemed Dr. K. was particularly interested in how myDad felt about my Mothers affairs. We'd moved on to how much he knewabout her lovers, and whether he'd ever asked her not to see anyone.They were talking about Vincent Delaney, who I'd seen in the home videothat Mom had made."So.