“I know. That’s the one thing that has kept me from asking him to dinner. I know how hard he works and what a load he takes off your and Jeryl’s...shoulders. I would hate to jeopardize that.”“Well, then I suggest you be open and honest with him. Tell him what you would like to do and why you are hesitant. You can probably set some ground rules from the start. Heck, he might not even like you,” I added with a grin.“Humph! What’s not to like?”“Not a thing, but you know he might still have. I was really out of it.Bev told me I did very well, she was proud of me and would see me tomorrowfor more treatment.My Matron ushered me out down the steps to the shopping mall they had atthis school. Everything from lingerie stores to shoe stores. We walkedinto the swimsuit store, what a girly store that was! Wow!A clerk came up to us all smiles, asking if she could help with myselection. My Matron took over, saying, "Dawn here would like a two-piecebikini suit in a 34B size with a padded cup. "Why did you leave this card in the trunk? Why didn't you throw all this away? Did you think I'd never find it? Did you just not care if I did? I know our marriage hasn't been the greatest, but why have you cheated on me rather than talking to me about whatever problems you have with me?"Susan hadn't yelled. She was surprisingly calm about the whole affair. I think I'd have felt better if she was yelling at me. "I was out of town, and I got lonely. I happened to meet Melissa one day after work,. Owww, now that hurt. Caroline hit me time and time again. She hit me so hard I started to cry. Then I was sobbing. It hurt. A lot. I was being spanked so hard. When Caroline finished she started rubbing my bottom again with the palm of her hand. I looked up and saw Mum looking at me. She smiled winked and nodded her head. She was loving this. Watching her 19-year-old son get the spanking he so richly deserved, by his 23 year old sister’s friend. Loving it. She liked Caroline. She liked her.