Eventually, the sisters stopped teasing me, Doreen Hannah emptying the tills and carrying the cash trays upstairs to their office and her sister tidyi...g up the shop.“Take those boxes upstairs young man and then you can go home.” She spoke softly, smiling at me.“Yes, Auntie Maureen,” I replied, bottom tingling at the thought of a spanking.Thursday soon came around and I found myself looking at the clock on the wall behind me more often than I usually did. It seemed like no time at all before it. She looked timidly at me, waiting for an invitation to enter. I made her wait. Finally, I finished my coffee and put the empty cup on the bedside table. I gestured to Gina to put my clothes down on the dresser and to come close to me. I shifted around until I could lie down with my head on the pillow.Gina was standing right beside the bed. Trembling a little, she was grateful when she saw that I was putting my arm around her. It wasn’t to hug her though. I slapped her plump ass as hard as I. I treasure it.The HRT hit the door upstairs a fraction of a second later. They came on relentlessly as the sound of my shots echoed and died. Moving down the stairs like a machine, a single coherent beast with blinding arc- light eyes and gun oil tainted breath. A black Kevlar-scaled dragon.A killing machine with nothing to kill.Curt calls of “clear!” snapped back and forth through the house.The HRT leader’s helmet came off as he scanned the basement. It was Mike. He took the whole scene in. "Hello Gladys," Madge answered a bit winded."Are you busy, you sound tired Madge," Gladys wondered."No. Not at all! I was just moving things around the kitchen," Madgesaid. Gladys went on to mention coffee. Madge looked to the clock onthe wall and realized they usually had a late morning coffee. But todaythe thought had been forgotten with Madge's latest plans."Give me a few minutes Gladys dear. I'll get a pot going," Madge saidas the call ended and she put the phone back in her purse. .