“You need to be spanked by me just like I spanked Emily.” That was a double strike for Ann. Helen didn’t bottle the reply and even worse she dir...ctly mentioned Emily. She was wondering just how she was going to avoid getting a spanking from her daughter’s sixteen-year-old friend. A girl who stayed over frequently and who might expect to spank her again when she does. Helen didn’t let it go, though. “You need to be responsible for your actions, Mrs W,” Helen said defiantly. Ann had no answer to. I recall that on the Sunday I approached it with the intent to pass beyond its doors, I fully expected to find them locked. You can imagine my shock then at having been fortunate (or unfortunate) enough to find them unlocked. As I gripped the rusted black iron handles of the doors I found that the heavy oak moved with veritable ease, despite the loud screech emitted by the ill-maintained iron hinges. As I opened the door not a single ray of outside light permeated the unmitigated darkness of. She smiled at me as she walked past. Walking beside her we entered the workshop and found a teacher, Mr. Gallo, he was stood talking to the head teacher as we walked upto them and stood quietly, Mr. Gallo spotted us and told us we were going to be working alone in the workshop today as there was only them and he had work to do else where. Urging myself, me and Kim walked towards the far workshop to grab are work. We had been designing display cases in are lessons and had put them in the back. “What!“ She shot up as if there were springs in her back. “Why didn’t you tell me?!““I just did,” he said, grinning.She was ready within minutes. She dressed comfortably, because she was going in the labor and delivery room with her friend, and might have to stay all night. It would all depend on how the labor went.When Bobby got to the hospital, he saw Prudence’s car in the parking lot. They couldn’t find Constance in the emergency room, and went on up to the floor where labor and delivery.