And Karla is such a bitch!”“What happened?” Jenna asked looking up from the book she was reading on the couch as Cindy came barging through the ...oor.Cindy threw her keys and purse on the table and slumped on the couch next to Jenna.“Karla, my coworker, left work early and didn’t get anyone else to cover her shit. So, I was stuck having to do her work. And Joe, my boss, I swear Karla is fucking him, does nothing about her! She gets to do whatever she wants and never get in trouble.”“Well, work. I thought you wouldn’t make it home tonight. The weather man said we’re gonna have a big snowstorm all night and all day tomorrow.’ Nathan couldn’t help but smile down at his little worrier. She made it her job to find out the weather, the road conditions, even traffic conditions on days when he was late leaving because of some major family catastrophe, such as Michael’s lost homework. She reminded him so much of his late wife. Right after Kendra’s funeral he’d had trouble looking at her,. Especialy being that I was lightly covered only wearing a flimsy pair of house shorts.As I got a good look at her as she walked to the door though, somthing made me decide to just answer it and see what she wanted. I quickly went to look for a T-shirt lying around as she opened the screen door and began knocking. Realizing I didn't have much time I just went to answer the door. I looked throught the blind once more to appear slightly more off guard. I could see that she was intimately. They were the standard padded bench with a kneeler so that the person receiving the punishment could be strapped down on their knees with their body bent over the main portion of the bench. The height of the bench was adjustable so that the person’s shoulders ended up lower than their hips, forcing their ass up into the air.On the side of each bench, a highly-polished wooden paddle, about three inches wide and an inch thick, hung by a leather strap from a wooden peg. The paddle looked very.