One day it was hot and I had gone next door and he was abit drunk.Do you like grapa?I didnt know what it was but I let him give me a glass.It was a ri...h red wine of Italian origin but apparently he traded tomatoes and eggs with a friend and he got Grapa.The first glass was hard to drink but the second and third and so on I was quite merry.I had on a green halter top, and denim shorts, short shorts.He was being flirty in a respectful, old person way. Telling me how he wished he was young and. Everything okay at school?”“Thanks, Dad.” Sam paused the game and spun his chair from the computer screen to face the door. “There’s been some tough tests lately, but I’m getting through it.”“Good to hear it.” Paul smiled. “Your mom and I are counting on you to get more A’s.”“Yeah, she’s been helping me focus.”“That yoga stuff?”“More or less,” Sam said.“Well, goodnight.” Paul softly closed the door.“Goodnight, Dad.” Sam waited for the click of the latch and then turned back to his game.A few. While shaking his head Will says, “No wonder you don’t answer the phone in the house!”Ernie turns and says, “You know you could’ve asked Gayatri to bring me the phone instead of driving out!”“I rang to tell you I was coming out, so I decided to just come out when she told me you were out here fishing. Why fishing?”Understanding the real question due to the fish-farm only a short walk away, Ernie says, “Pull the line in and we’ll go talk in the office.”Will takes up the fishing rod and reels in. I'm getting the Brush."Corner time is it's own punishment. The worst is even though it's humiliating it's also a break. I rub my sore behind, think about what just happened, and yes touch myself or at least press my legs together. In this case I wait for and wish for what's next. The hairbrush is nothing new but this time it's going to be extra hard. I shiver and give myself a little stroke which makes me bite my lip. And I hate to write this but it's so frustrated it aches.After what seems.