" Done. In the future, you may have it upon request."Arlene sat on the second command couch, finished her Danish, then her coffee, obviously delaying....Eventually, she put her go-cup and plastic container down with an unconscious sigh."Lamb to the slaughter?" the Ship teased, proud of her expanding use of idioms that she was incorporating into their mental exchange. "And as I have mentioned before, you no longer have to wait until you have entered the bridge to mentally project your thoughts to. "This isn't working," she muttered as water dripped from her pointy nipples. "It just isn't working."She got out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She peeked out of the bathroom to make sure her father wasn't there and ran to her bedroom. She flopped onto her bed and sighed.She had to do something, find a way to distract herself. After whatever it was that had happened to her the week before, she just couldn't bare to leave the house, to see anyone but her daddy and her best friend. This was especially important to us since we are planning for a family. I told Sue that if I ever caught her with illegal drugs in the house, that I would give her a bare bottom spanking. Another thing that I insisted upon and Sue agreed to before we married was if I caught her doing something that was drastically wrong, she would be spanked. Sue had been spanked for doing things wrong when she was growing up, and she accepted spankings as a way to correct her behavior. I had only. It is also a work of FICTION. If you find yourself confusing fantasy with reality, then click your browser's back button now. The copyright of this story remains with the author, Night Owl. This posting does not give you the rights to post this on any website without obtaining the author's permission first.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The Danceby Night OwlFirst Posted: 6/06(Story Content: M/f,.