I’d love to go! Where’s it going to be and what time does it start?’ He was grinning from ear to ear. I think he was happy to finally connect to...someone in his school. ‘My house, any time after seven o’clock. I live in one of the mill houses downtown. I’ll write the address for you. Oh, and bring your favorite records. We all like to dance,’ only it was my insides that were dancing and I’d have to get used to that feeling for many years to come. I know I was talking way too fast for him to. The officious young guy on the desk just handed me a couple of leaflets about local museums and the Salisbury Civic Society but the latter did have the group’s contact details. The whole of Friday was taken up with interviewing candidates for the two new gardener posts that we wanted to fill. By the end of the day we had short listed one guy who fitted the bill for the senior gardener role and two more, a younger chap and a girl for the trainee slot. Maggie telephoned Jasper Lee the new senior. She groaned. I remembered she just said how much the caning hurt. Well it goes with the territory my girl I thought. “Now let’s get your spanking over with and don’t expect a short one. David, you keep your hands on your head.” I started spanking my Mother in Law again. Her bottom was already red and she was crying before long, deep cries that were pleasing to my ear as she was learning a valuable lesson. I didn’t feel sorry for her. She was overbearing at the best of times and I was. Shellie was slender, like a fashion model. But still, even thoughshe was slim, she had curves and hollows that excited the beholder.She had rich, dark-brown hair reaching to her shoulders. She wastall, an inch or so above the average woman. Her face was exquisite,her flesh the creamy smoothness that made other women envious.Shellie's tits were rounded and firm, the valley between them narrow.They were full tits, yet tilted at the tips, her nipples archingtoward the sky when she stood. Her tits.