“You were in the Olympics?”“Three of them so far,” Betsy said. “I competed in mostly track and field, although I did do a little swimming an... martial arts.”“Did you get any gold medals?”“Lots of them.”“Wow.”“I just realized something. They are all still in the safe back in Arizona. I ought to have them sent to my home in Hawaii so that I can hang them on the wall or something,” Betsy said.“I’ve never met anyone who’s won a gold medal before.”“There are probably a lot more people running around. She asked what she looked like. I told her I really wasn't sure, but I needed to talk to her about a private matter. The way she was asking me questions told me knew more than what she was trying to make me believe. She finally admitted that she might know her. “I don't suppose you could give me her phone number, could you?”“Nope, but if you give me yours I'll have her call you.” “Great, here you go.”“Since you're already here, how about a lap dance?” “Sure.”She took me into the backroom. Time after time I was facing the wall with my hands on my head when I felt the warmth of a hand grabbing one nipple or the other and tugging me so I had to turn and face the girl who is going to spank me. Every girl and three Mum’s spanked me. It wasn’t just a matter of being bent across a lap and spanked. No it was far more humiliating. I was tugged by the nipple and had to pass some of the girls on my way to the spanking chair. They belittled me. One winked at me wagging her finger as though. I figured it would work best after I shaved my under arms.All the while I was shopping a few people noticed what I was puttingin my cart but said nothing. Nor, did I care what they thought. Iwas calm and it made sense, I was finding a way to relax, my healthdepended on it. Actually ever since I had left Renee's office I foundthat I was much less concerned with what other people thought.When I got home I went directly up stairs and started to fill thebath. I placed my new night gown on the.