Actually, upon later reflection, both were ghastly. Thinking of ways to get on her good side, Carla offered, “Thank you so much for spanking me, Mis... Dalton. I’m sorry my poor behavior required it. I will be much better from now on.” “You know, Carla, I would not take the time and the trouble spank you if you were not special to me. It would have been easier to fire you. I am sure you have learned from this experience, but whenever you ever need another spanking, I will be right here to. “Not until you tell me about your timeline,” Jack said. Seeing the expression on her face, he added, “Don’t worry. I know that you are a historian who specialized in late twentieth and early twenty-first century American history.”Jane wondered how he could know that. She studied him for a moment before she said, “Ed Taylor was the 44th president.”“I’m glad to hear that my plans were successful,” Jack said. He paused for a second, and then said, “Or should I say that my plans will be. Not that I cared much about school or book learning, but I didn't much care about anything else either. Until that summer.There were two of us back there in the dingy backroom of that dingy roadside diner. The wheezing ceiling fan periodically annointed us with blasts of dust and dead flies. Dense clouds of rank-smelling steam gave the place its distinctive atmosphere. We called it the Swamp.I was the one in charge of the pots, scraping congealed grease off the heavy cast-iron griddles and. She was nervous about the move, and I was just trying to make her feel she knew us. You weren’t naked or anything.” She finished, doing her best to seem casual. I replied sheepishly, “Oh. O.K., sorry, I just knew you had wanted to tell somebody before, and I was afraid you might have said something.” “I would never tell anyone without checking with you first” Rach said, seemingly hurt by my lack of trust. “I just wanted her to see how cute you were. She said you were hot, by the way.”.