I could see my reflection in the mirror. My buns had red stripes criss crossing them in an irregular pattern. I knew it would be days before I would b... able to sit down without remembering the pain and embarrassment of this spanking.I think I have learned my lesson and it will be a long time before I put myself in a position for another one of dad's bare bottom spankings ... believe me, it hurt....1987 I've been married to Jill for about eight months. We had an agreement that I would not. She looked a youthful thirty, her figure sleek beneath a long, floral skirt and modest white blouse.I pushed my way through the crowd. None seemed to notice – or maybe they didn't care, chalking it up to 'God' – that an invisible force pushed them to the side. I reached Happy, perspiration dotting her face. It was sweltering in the tent; the pathetic AC chugging away didn't seem to do a damned thing. The Reverend launched into another hymn, one I vaguely remembered from my childhood sitting in. She took out the dress and again felt the familiarsting of sadness and disgust as she realized just how slutty she wasgoing to look. She had worn the dress before, but never in public, andnever for another person, let alone a horny man who was making it clearthat he was going to deflower her in the dress. She glanced to the sideand saw a pair of black thigh-high stockings and realized they wouldimprove the look. She stopped briefly and pondered why she was thinkingabout more ways to look sexy. She sat down next to Sharley and stared. “Oh my God!” she whispered.Jack smiled at them. “In fact, I am assigning you two the job of finding such a place.”Sharley and Dakota looked at each other in confusion. “Us?” asked Sharley.“You won’t be able to do anything about it this weekend, but starting Monday, you two are on house patrol. Find a real estate agent, a high-end real estate agent. Start seeing what is available in the twenty- to fifty-million-dollar range. Find out how big a place could.
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