‘Lamda House’ was still my home and my job. I knew I couldn’t live there forever but I could live there for right now. The right now was open en...ed with no time table. However, something happened that marked the beginning of the end of my residency there. I fell in love. Remember the young lady that was drugged? I had decided not to party that night because I was still suffering from the previous evening’s celebration. After the hoopla died down, I was the only one sober enough to get the girl. But I promised.The night before, we had picked out what I would wear on the trip down. Well, Roy picked out what I would wear on the trip down. It had already been decided that bras were out, so we set aside a nice pair of hiphugger panties, a blouse, and a short skirt. I just knew he would want the skirt. It was the shortest one I owned, one I almost never wore.So, we were off and up onto the highway when my dear husband reached over and put his hand on my knee. Here we go, I thought. And, he. Reality set in. I edged forward and levered myself down and across Casey’s lap, my hands resting on the floor my head inches above it. I felt Casey’s hand on my bottom as she rubbed me in circles. She must have been smiling from the tone of her voice when she said to the back of my head, “Usually I will explain why I am having to spank you but I think that is clear enough. Don’t you think Laura?” That of course only made my humiliation stronger. She was literally talking down to me, the 18. Damn! *snap*, *snap*. Hisgloved fingers just couldn't get a grip! *snap*! Nor did it seem like hecould budge the cincher at all. *snap*! He pushed and twisted, but evenjust the first hook resolutely refused to be disengaged from the eye.Paul let go and tried to twist around to see if he could see what wasgoing on. *Snap*! The first hook had moved to the next tighter row ofeyes. He felt his waist further pulled in and confined. *Snap*, *snap*!Two more cinched in."Aaahhck!" Paul felt his breath.