In the middle was a large, straight-backed chair. Most of the tables were filled with people ? some young, some older, some male, some female, some c...uples, and some singles. All talking and having a good time. Suddenly, Debbie spotted the registration desk. They explained that they were new to the club, and would like to give it a try. The couple manning the desk both had red name tags. They explained that the name tags also identified your spanking preference. Blue signified a top,. Even as a teenager, I would never think of not participating in our Christmas ritual. Angie and I would have Christmas dinner with my grandparents. Gramps and Gram loved Angie almost as much as I did. She was family. They would buy her presents. She would sit at the dinner table with us. They treated her as my parents didn’t. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t hate my parents for not being there. I never missed them. I had Angie. She was all I wanted or needed. After finishing up at the community. "Where have you been?" Just hangin' out with Steve." No you haven't. You took the car. Where'd you go?" Gertrude, you know I can't drive yet." Sure you can, you just don't have a real license. If you don't tell me, I'll tell Mom."He paled. "I didn't take it, so go ahead." If I tell, you'll never be able to do it again. She'll be watching the odometer. Just tell me, and she doesn't have to know."He reddened. "Ahh, I just wanted to practice driving." BS. I know better. You'd never break the law. The two men inside were dressed in navy blue mechanics outfits and seemed to be really nice guys. They greeted her with smiles on their faces. Her voice was very soft, shy, when she spoke to them. ‘I’m sorry to bother the two of you and for putting you in this situation,’ she paused, and they offered her a seat. The life seemed to be taken out of her, her normally vibrant blue-green eyes were just a dull flat color. She looked up at the two men, no emotion on her face, and she saw them.