.." I can't miss a day this early! I just got the gig! The pay has beenunreal so far, way better than the library on campus! I miss a day nowI'll be f...red for sure.."Her manly face grew grim. She was looking down at me, I realized.. Shealmost TOWERED over me now!Is this how I appeared to her? Holy shit..She fiddled with the remnants of her torn shirt, tossing the scraps to theground and disappeared into the closet.I looked down at my hands, long French manicured nails on tiny pink handswere. "Hi Arnie, what did they have to say this time, something good I hope." Arnie grins as Sara hugs him and kisses him on the cheek, "Hey babe, they said they found a little improvement in the nerves in her right leg and told her the usual, don't give up hope. She's back in the bedroom, kinda down in the dumps, go on back." Sara pours two cups of coffee and winks at him, "I'll pour some coffee in her and she'll feel better." She walks back to the bedroom and sits the coffee on the nightstand, sits. ”I made a wild leap for her and caught her on the first attempt. I grabbed her by the arms and pulled to over to the couch and sat down. She was struggling madly, laughing all the while, as I pulled her face down on my lap. Holding with one hand, I freed the other so it could bring a firm slap down on her unsuspecting little rear-end. “Slap!” It rang out loudly, followed by a cry from Megan. “You want to be spanked, huh?” I asked. “Slap!” Another one found it target. “Nooo, Papa, I. “I know which part is,” Dee said slyly. I giggled and shook my head. “You want more?” I asked between giggles, “And they say men think with their little head too much.” “Hey, give me a break. I’ve been pretty much celibate for the past few months,” Dee answered, “There’s a truck stop coming up and I know a private parking spot behind it.” “It’s a bit cold.” “There’s enough room in the back of this thing.” I hesitated, wondering if fucking Dee again would just add to the complications in my life.