What had caused this change in her, why had she overcome whatever phobia she had had, I had a good idea, it was something last Saturday, something in ...hat lesson between her and our son, that had changed things… entirely! Our boy, the lad who had benefited, it was he who had been so much brighter and more cheerful when I got home each day…even slow old me, knew there must be a connection but my brain said, shut the cakehole, keep it shut and things can only get better! I began to hump my hips. I could only blush. He gave me a small business shaped card. It was the address of the spanking party and time. I had been approved! As Peter left he warned me that I wasn't to tell anyone about it. He also said to take strong pain medication since the parties could get a little rough. Not knowing how to leave me, we shook hands and he vanished down the stairwell quickly. I grabbed a towel and hobbled to the showers. I took a very long hot shower, dried off and fell onto my bed already half. Oh my God. I sat down on the edge of his bed, and started to cry. Brian Robbins was reduced to cleaning swimming pools, thanks to me.I wiped my eyes and got up to leave. I was out in the hall when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. What if it was Brian? I turned around and started walking away from the stairs, past Brian's apartment and down the hall. I heard a key in a lock and turned around to catch a glimpse of Brian opening his door. His apartment might be a dump, but the years working. . listen, do me a favor and don’t tell anybody about my family. Have you said anything to anybody about what happened when we were down there?”“No! That was just too weird. Nobody would have understood.”How true, how true. “Okay, so don’t let it out. I’m already enough of a shock to your parents. Let’s not make it worse.”“I think you’re being too critical of them,” she replied defensively.I gave her a sad smile. “Your parents are good people, but I am not what they bargained for in a boyfriend.