(See! She wasn’t perfect after all!) She even rocked forward and back a few times in her expensive looking office chair, like she was trying to give...me the best views. I caught myself peeking and then turned away just in time before she caught me too. Maybe I was turning lez too – just like Cin? (Just kidding.) ‘Don’t forget the water. Important to be hydrated for the tests.’ Tests? I pretended I knew what she talking about, smiled back and sipped. ‘Oh! And don’t forget the consent form. You. I felt a sharp pain as Silas' friend who was in the seat directly behind me slapped me hard on my left cheek. I held down my head and began to cry. I was sick of this shit, and regretted not keeping my grandfather's switchblade in my backpack.This was not new to me, Silas has been the school bully since the 7th grade. I was usually his target. You see, Silas' mom used to date my dad. My dad caught her cheating with her boss and ended it. She slit her wrists in their bathtub and died and I think. . I... Just put it down over there.” David sat the television down next to the couch where she’d indicated, and then stood up to mime dusting off his hands. “Now, let’s get that big boy up there where it belongs.” The words big boy echoed through Regina’s head over and over again, bringing color to her cheeks as some primal, naughty part of her mind applied them to the young man who had uttered them. He crossed the room to the box, reached in, and bent down. Regina’s heart thundered in her. What she didn't know, what she couldn't have known, was that I had considerable experience as a spanker. Coincidentally, my very first girlfriend loved to be spanked and I had plenty of practice warming the seat of her pants. We made a deal. She would be my loving, obedient wife and I would be her strict, affectionate husband. I would spank her anytime I wanted to. I could make her stand in the corner like a naughty child with her freshly spanked red bottom on display.What about witnesses, I.