"Do you have to spank me?" I pleaded."That is the only way I know that really changes your behavior." Jane answered. "Besides, I need to make sure ... sleep well tomorrow night, without you taking away all of my covers. So get ready to get a red bottom." Jane picked up the paddle, then SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. Usually Jane starts softly and the spanks get harder as she goes along, but this time she was giving me a hard paddling. SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. I started to squirm around on her lap."You. How about a nice picture of her stuffed at both ends sent to his boss?" Alan started bellowing, "Perhaps that will get the seriousness of the situation though your stupid head!" Alan sat back on the arm of the chair, grabbed Rich, threw him over his knee, lifted the skirt, and started spanking his ass. "I can do anything I want to her. Anything! I'll sell her ass for pennies then I'll have her arrested for prostitution and thrown in jail dressed as a whore." As he spoke, he spanked harder and. Still dressed, I walk over to say hello. There are three women there and one older guy. I’m guessing that the women are in their 30’s the guy older, at least 50. They are part of the core group that plays there, along with a dozen or so others I guess. They also play weekdays at East Beach in Santa Barbara, the epicenter of beach volleyball, known around the world I guess. I mention that my friend, Jen, plays and they tell me we’re welcome to join for a game later on when more show up. They. Mom would have probably been pissed that her plans had failed yetagain. Then she would have started blaming herself for turning herson into a "little sissy faggot."Well, I am not a "faggot," let me tell you. I adore men and makethem very happy they were born with a Y chromosome. But I'm acompletely different gender from men. And women. And they both knowit.And Mom surely didn't turn me into anything. All she did was wakeme up. To life, as well as my true identity.You never know what will happen.