"How is it that I should come to know such happiness? Surely, I must be dreaming."As if to dispute her silent doubt, Erik placed his arms about her wa...st and drew her into a warm embrace."I shall never tire of holding you thusly, my dear. Never did I imagine I would find love and be loved in return.¹ You make me feel like spouting poetry and sonnets. I feel capricious and lighthearted. These are feelings I never expected to use in describing myself. With you by my side, I can ignore the. Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009, was a very warm early summer day in Wisconsin. I'd finished my standard wage-slave thing for the day, writing in-house software for a small company, and had just sat down to read while supper simmered.That's when it struck me! All of the books that I was reading at that moment were time travel stories! The paperback that I had in the kitchen was Terry Pratchett's "Night Watch", I had "Outlander" marked and sitting by the bed and my ebook reader showed I was part way. Oh no Susie, I'm a slut, but Ken can never ever be allowed to find that out." No problem honey, I'm not interested in him. You two go on in the bedroom and have a good time."Pete took my hand and said, "Come on Kathy we are wasting valuable time here" and he tugged me along behind him into the bedroom. He walked me over to the bed and I sat down and he stood in front of me. I leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock as I pulled my skirt up and pushed my panties down. I couldn't believe. “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!”“Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!”Auntie Jane and Auntie Pauline continued to hold me down into the table until I calmed myself. I was crying, sniffing and sobbing uncontrollably from the paddling and they waited until my breathing had returned to almost normal before releasing some of the weight they were pressing down on my shoulders. Miss Walton calmly walked past where I was lying face down and replaced her paddle on.