We cut through a park to get away from the sidewalks, but Istill felt like something was wrong. Suddenly a both felt and heardsomething moving rapidly...towards us. I dove on Jill just as a bullet hitthe tree right where I was standing only a split second before.I made sure Jill was ok and then kissed her. "This ends now. Go call thepolice and stay out of sight." I was mad and I'm sure I was not in myright frame of mind. I stood up as Jill scooted off towards the street.I turned and saw the two. "And do you know who rolled around in the bed and kept me awake most of the night?" Did I do that?" I answered."If we are going to get married, and sleep together, your night behavior needs to change. I know we will probably be sleeping on a larger bed, but your night time behavior needs to change, and I need you to change, now!"Then Jane got off the bed and went over to her suitcase. She pulled out several paddles and a hairbrush. Now I knew that Jane was going to spank me."Can't this wait. As I moved through row after row of dresses, I noticed they seemed to begetting bigger. I found it difficult to not stop and admire the dresses,especially when I came across one which I knew, somehow, was mine. Itwas a summery pink eyelet dress with lacy white trim on the hem andshort, poofy sleves, a white peter pan collar and a white satin sashthat was tied in a huge bow in the back. Before I knew it I had gotten out of my grown up clothes (which somehowhad gotten very loose and baggy) and. The "Golden Delivery" was for some reason quite a lot more expensive than the "Spunk Treatment".If she had to guess by the sounds of cars she could hear from her box, this cursed place was probably a motorway rest area, which made her particularly cringe in disgust. If her first customer was representative of the baseline, that meant she would have to savour the sweaty organs of a mass of truck drivers who probably wouldn't have the penny for the golden fee.This was a fine punishment indeed.