"Alan then said, "Hello, nice to meet you."Amanda knew what was going on, but when ahead and said, "Susan, why are you out on your own at this late ho...r and where is that sexy hubby of yours?"Susan winked and replied, "Thomas is at home, doing some paperwork and I was bored so I decided to come here to my favorite bar."As the evening, progressed Amanda gave Susan a wink then excused herself saying had to get up early tomorrow and it was time she went home.Susan knew that that was a lie, because. H-hi b-back," I stuttered.Dad ran his hands up and down my arms, trying to calm me down. I looked around and saw I was standing in water up to my chest. I shivered and he pulled me to him, hugging me closely. I leaned my head against his chest, my teeth still chattering."That wasn't so bad was it?" he asked, looking down at me.I was holding my arms together between us and slowly shook my head no."Wanna do it again?" he asked.I shook my head again.Dad chuckled and lifted my chin with his. I marveled at how his Mother, bossy at the best of times I knew, maintained the momentum that was turning John’s bottom a deep shade of pink. I lost count of the spanks and didn’t notice the time she started, but she must have spanked him nonstop for over 15 minutes during which time he didn’t resist once. He squirmed around, well who wouldn’t I thought, and he gasped and moaned and all that because of the pain I had no doubt. I was conscious of my feelings though. This was really quite. She rubbed paint on with a practised hand. Muttering about stubble, she put extra on his chin and cheeks, then finished by sticking two large warts on his nose and chin. She grabbed his discarded clothes, stuffed straw into them and arranged them on his bed. From the doorway, it might look like a sleeping man. She handed him a walking stick. ‘You’re 60 years old. Bend your knees and hunch over so that the skirt falls to the ground. You can use the stick to help you balance. And don’t talk.’.