Still someone had to do it. It was on one of the hottest days in July when things took a turn for the unexpected. I had just finished the evening scho...l crossing patrol and decided to walk up the hill at the edge of the park. It was cooler under the shade of the trees and I greeted people as they passed me on the path. I didn’t notice it immediately, but there were very few women in the park. I had been out on the beat at this point for around three hours and was bursting for a leak. I knew. Right now, he is being processed through the airlock to the medics.”“Very good Lieutenant. I’ll be heading that way.”I broke into the conversation. “Before you hang up, Lieutenant, and this goes for all of you here. Crewman Murphy goofed up. If you are going to goof up, do it here while we’re docked. I would rather have lessons learned here. Rather than tragedies suffered in the belt. I want it stressed to everybody that crewman Murphy might have made a mistake, but he erred on the side of. Only once, about three years ago, did Cindyincur Mom’s wrath enough to incur a serious spanking,and that was for lying about who broke the cookie jar.In that instance, she blamed Eddie, but Mom knew thelittle boy could not possibly have reached it. That experience was enough for Cynthia, and she neverlied (on purpose) again, remembering very clearly howhorrible it was to have Mom pull her jeans down andsmack her panties hard for about 5 whole minutes, andright in front of Aunt Edna,. Just thinking about it now made her blush even though Johnny was long gone now too, just like the store.No one else could see what she was doing, her hand and his hips hidden under the water. The look of panic on his face was the only thing someone would have spotted and it was even worse when she started to stroke him. He was so young and strong back then, how could she have possibly forgotten?She remembered the way his knob jerked in her hand, the brief glazed look on his face, then the way.