Then just as suddenly a belt comes across my butt. I was being spanked sometimes lightly other times very harshly. Sometimes the belt landed between m... open legs wrapping its stinging leather across my open slit and partly up my mound. The belt was traded for a switch that wrapped around my whole butt cheeks or between my legs biting into my tender lady parts. A cat of nine tails and other tools were used to wear me out. My ass, pussy mound, lower legs, and lower back was beet red from the. She always did, damn her. We held hands in silence for a while, no words needed to be said. She knew what I would say, and I knew what she’d say back. So just us and smiles. But the morning moved on and she had to start the arduous task of prettifying and primping. I have to say, even as a GBF, the art of the war paint has always been lost on me. I’ve always thought that women look their best as natural as possible and not caked in an inch of slap. But what do I know? I prefer a hairy cheek to. She said she was okay but he could tell she wasn’t. “Did you two fight again?” “Honey, we always fight. And when I say that I mean it,” she said. “I’m sorry Bridgette,” he said. Out of nowhere he said “May I say something odd to you?” She said yes. “I really like that name, Bridgette.” “You do, honestly?” she said and he said yes. “Awwww Mitchell, you have to be the nicest and sweetest guy I know.” She smiled a sweet looking smile and then added “No, you are a very sweet young man…unlike my. "Heard ya got some new neighbors this mornin'. Reckon it'll get kind of noisy around the old neighborhood, now." Mike smiled at her. "That's the kind of thing we need to make it a GOOD neighborhood. We're already making a playground for the squirts to play in. Seven will be out there this year, and, unless I'm mistaken, there will soon be more. William and Sharon want more, and so do Dave and Carol. Misti and I do, too. We all want at least 4 apiece. George and Sarah are wanting out every.