"You forgot these, Kathy," she said and proudly held up a bottle of champagne and two glasses.I laughed. "Oh, and I thought you were just being shy."S...e turned away from me, popping open the champagne and I realized my best friend was blushing.After we finished the bottle I was getting weepy. My marriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and drunk, and I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all my feelings, cried a bit, and leaned against her. She was holding me and telling me things. The email was written by my wife and said; I love you to bits and always want to be with you. I have decided that I want to have a baby. I love you and want us to raise my child. I know that it won't be biologically yours but I know you will love my child. I have decided that your father should be the one to get me pregnant. Julie had discussed long and hard with my father and he was happy to get her pregnant. He wouldn't impose on how we bring his kids up as that doesn't interest him. I'll see. If you’ll have me I’m yours. Just tell me what you want me to do.’ She seemed to sink under the weight of her decision and at the same time I read a sense of relief at having made the choice she did. I rose and took her in my arms and just held her for a while. The intimacy of it was almost more than I could deal with. I kissed her deeply and then held her by the shoulders, looked into her eyes and started her down the road to her complete submission. ‘From now on I am your Master and you will. “Hello, Dean Perkins. I appreciate the courtesy of you coming to your principal’s home to administer her spanking. Having the staff hear it in school would be devastating to my leadership,” she said with a coy smile. Not having decided how to handle this, he just followed her lead. “You look beautiful tonight, Miss Anderson.” “I wanted to look nice for my dean, in case we had some professional matters to attend to. Do we, Bob?” She leaned into him and kissed him, teasing him with her.