When I got home I stupidly told my dad what had happened, this earned me a second spanking, for being so stupid as to say anything. The effect of this...was to stop me ever telling my parents anything that happened, in case I got smacked again. My parents are wonderful and loving people who struggled to bring us up in a rapidly changing world. TV was very new, most people did not have a telephone in the house, indeed many still had no fridge or washing machine too! Very few families in our. " "Ouch… no… please… no… I know… no… no more," Eric was twisting from side to side trying to make his butt a smaller target. As he did his penis began to rub against Sandy's labia and once again she found herself getting aroused despite herself. When she saw bruises start to form on Eric's cheeks she knew she had to stop spanking him. And then a sly grim came across her face as she told Eric to get on the floor on his back. "Sandy, that's going to hurt, even the carpet won't help my. Fortunately, I was ready for this scenario. I would need to step outside and power up the generator, but for the moment, I was reluctant to do so, reluctant to leave the warmth and comfort of the bed. The sound of the air being rapidly blown around the small home had just started to lull me back into slumber when I thought I heard something outside, the sound just barely audible above the incessant howl of the wind. With my eyes closed against the darkness, I listened, and had almost given up. However, his notes refer obliquely to the effects of gravitation on the chest belonging to a certain Mrs. Mortimer, who apparently went to market every Tuesday. While his efforts focused on defining the equations describing the gravitational effects on said tits (to use the technical vernacular in vogue during that period), including ground-breaking work on pendulums, the visual attraction itself is clearly documented in his notes. However, Sir Isaac apparently did not yet identify this.