”“My shower won’t care.” It didn’t. Jude shared one of her pads. I recommended that she shower Kate too. Water and aspirin were necessary fo... both. Heather confiscated my bed and I spent the night on the couch. Even after showering, she smelled like 100 proof.Kate didn’t show up for lessons that day, and Heather went to work late. I didn’t realize until that next day in training, that Nat did not spend the night at my house.“Nat?” I cornered Jude while making breakfast.“She’s good.” Jude was. Two weeks ago I was having lunch with a fellow I had gotten to know and we were talking about one of the girls we know. I mentioned that it would be great to see her naked and Tom, the guy I was with, said we could see her naked if I wanted to, I was confused and asked how that could be and he just said to meet him back at a bar he went to sometimes after work. I was still confused but agreed and later called Martha and told her I was going to be home late. I met Tom after work and he said to. Yeah, Iknow, you came here looking for the next chapter in the saga of Dan andJimmy and maybe even Ryan. Well, that's sorta how I got involved in thiswhole mess, and those of us who are still around figured that the bestway to tell the next part of the story was to pick it up from my point ofview. At least for now. Sorry if that's confusing.It was a slow Thursday; I was outside my dinky office building grabbing asmoke. A 40-something man walked up to the building -- tall, bearish, ex-football. Ethel,stop,I'm sorry,it won't happen again "!To which Sr.Ethel replied,"I know it will not happen again,you are not a silly boy and want to be over my knee again;but just to make sure I feel you have to be spanked some more,Oliver"! By now Oliver was really struggling and his bottom had turned a bright red colour and was now changing to an angry red colour,but Sr.Ethel was unrelenting and continued to bring her hand down again and again,she never seemed to tire of spanking. However finally.