The day that the big event happened started out just like any other. I woke up at 6:45 A.M. and jumped in the shower. When I was finished I went in th... bedroom and proceeded to get dressed then woke Samantha up to get her shower. While she was in the shower I woke up Sue for school. I then packed Sue's lunch and dressed her for school. I put on Nick Tunes and let Sue eat a pop tart while watching Rugrats. I then ran up to Eric's room and got him ready to go to my mom's for the A.M.. When. I just connected more with them and of course, am a guy, so am bound to feel that rush when one’s talking about sex without commitments. A 28 year old guy, a poet and philosopher, a voracious reader and loner doesn’t get to date the prom queen. No, he gets to date the one nobody else will and as luck will have it, she too dumps him when the other guys play musical chairs with women and even my email is boring, Anyway, to cut my rambling short, I read a story about a woman in Delhi who had an. Some of those teenaged girls absolutely thrived on being slapped, or being spanked on their cherry red bottoms like naughty schoolgirls for doing silly things that most people would find humorous rather than obscene.The two girls were both called Jennifer and it was even spelled the same way. Their name tags said “Jennifer, S.” and the other said “Jennifer, B.” They didn’t look the least bit alike except for the fact that both of them elected to wear their hair in a “Pony-tail” style and that. ..***John was standing with his hands by his sides in the centre of the salon.The chair he had been in had been turned around from the mirror and noheld Rachel. She sat with her knees brought up to her chest and a beamingsmile plastered across her face. John immediately knew to his growingdesperation that more had been done to him.John looked down, only to see that his view was limited by his ownexpansive cleavage. He could already see, though, that his shirt was now atight tailored blouse, at.