Purse and dress were both sitting next to Donna now, in the front seat, but they were of little comfort to her now as she faced yet another crisis.Her...car was running out of gas.If things had gone as planned earlier and Tom had driven her to the dress shop in his car she would be okay now, because she had had just enough gas to get to his house and back home. But the dress shop was in the opposite direction from her house, and now her gas gauge was sitting on empty and her car was running. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SPANK! SPANK! SMACK! CRACK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SMACK! It felt like multiple bee stings were attacking her delicate derriere as she had learned to call it in her French Class as the teacher’s hard wide palm connected repeatedly with her squirming ass cheeks. Taylor did didn’t pretend for one minute to be brave acting more like a baby brat then a eighteen year old young lady as masculine manly palm met silken feminine flesh, stinging, stinging, reddening up. Suddenly Paul stood, picking her up with him. She wrapped her legs around him and clung to him as he carried her to his bedroom, where he laid her gently on the bed. Then he stood, looking down at her. There were tears in his eyes! “Paul, what’s wrong?” “Nothing. Absolutely nothing! I am just so happy to have you here in my bed after all these years. I think it’s the first time I have felt happy in years.” Joan had already removed his pants, so Paul quickly took off his shirt and climbed on the. The officers dropped the salute and the party watched as the Prime Minister, The Treasurer and The First Lord of the Admiralty passed by. When the door closed, Milligan's party visibly relaxed.Each had their own thoughts.McCock remembered his absolute astonishment as Diana Halliday had come through that air lock; he was almost as astonished when she purposely walked up to him with her hand outstretched saying,"Aggy, I was very wrong. I apologise" and shook his hand. McCock accepted the apology.