"I've made us some breakfast." He held out his hand. "Come on. You'll feel better with a little something in you."I didn't want to feel better, but I ...ad to admit that scrambled eggs and toast helped blunt the rough edges of my emotions, at least a little bit. "Thanks," I said around a watery smile as Mike gathered the dishes."Glad to." He smiled. "You'd do the same for me." He paused, plates stacked in one hand, juice glasses in the other. "Was that your daughter who called?"I shook my head.. The best she could hope for was an even burn if she sat in the sun for too long. And those damned freckles, those brown specks that covered her from head to toe, how she hated them. And her hair! God, she hated her hair. A bright orange mop that frizzed out like an afro if the weatherman even mentioned rain. With her flat as a board chest, her skinny legs and narrow hips, her freckled face and bony butt, no wonder the boys only paid her attention when they were making fun of her. She looked. He studies the reddish handprint contrasting the tanned skin surrounding it. Soon all of her bottom will be that shade of red, and then will become even redder as the spanking continues.He waits, taking his time to let her feel the full sting of each swat. She groans slightly and closes her eyes. She has waited all week for this moment, and now, at last, the spanking has begun.He delivers another sharp SLAP! to her other bottom cheek, then gently rubs the marked area. She gasps, desperately. .. but I might have if he hadn't started that fight with you." Fair enough." I'm sorry. I get lonely at times; okay? Truth or dare?" Truth." Who was your first kiss?" Marsha Newfeld; third grade. We kissed each other behind this tree we used as base for tag. It was during recess." How cute!"Liam stuck out his tongue at Gina's teasing. "Truth or dare?" Dare!" Brave soul!" Liam smiled one of his mischievous Irish grins. "I dare you to ... moon me!" What?!" You heard me! Go stand over there and.