It was the Dane. As she stumbled to the door, Steve’s sticky left-behinds oozed down her leg.Outside in the corridor, Jennifer turned too quickly to...shut the door. Losing her balance, she slid down the wall. As it dawned on her drunken mind that she never could get up again, the tears started trickling down her cheeks.In this state of despair, George Ironmonger found her. He, the owner of the hotel, passed her on going to his private annex. He bent down over her to ask if she were alright and. It belonged to her father, so I’m guessing it has been whacking bottoms for many years. It also was about 6 inches wide, just wide enough to burn your whole bottom good. It had finger cut outs for a better grip. It also had “Old Sparky” written on one side and “OUCH” on the other. It was an object that…to this day…puts fear in my body and soul. It is rumored to have “given adjustment” to hundreds of young disrespectful bottoms!!! It is legendary.My young bottom: Well, what can I say! It was. We both chatted about how life is now and she mentioned that she was recently divorced. A single mother. Now, after so many years I am no longer a teen boy but A MAN! By this time, I have gained experience from many flings and hott dates I have had since being a teen boy. Now in my mid twenties, I am fully confident and totally ready to at least solicit some topless pictures from her somehow but how do I do it? Well, I just took the plunge, was bold and asked her tactfully what she was wearing. She was wearing a long, flowing dress that went all the way to her feet, which were just barely popping out from underneath it. Her brown hair was piled on top of her head in a fancy do. Wes debated for a minute if he should just leave her alone, but something made him go up to her. ‘Hey,’ he said gently, ‘What’s wrong?’ The girl looked up in surprise, and then she screamed. Wes jumped back in surprise, he hadn’t been expecting that reaction. The girl jumped off the bench and stood behind if,.