"You're doing a good job for never been caned before," Mary said. "Here comes number five." SPLAT. "Five, thank you, Mary," I said. My whole botto... felt like it was on fire. "Your last stroke I want to place in the crease between your bottom and the top of your legs," Mary said. "That way you will for sure feel this caning for a few days." I felt the cane tapping me there, the SPLAT. That hurt so much that I stood up and rubbed my poor bottom. "You should NOT of stood up," Mary said.. "They were careful. They undid my legs and buckled them to a pole that held them about half a metre apart. Then undid the belt round my waist, and half carried me to the shower and put me in. It was the man who stripped and went in with me, turned the shower on – it ran cold for several minutes and he made sure I got the full benefit of that – then soaped me up. He was still wearing gloves. He didn't want to touch me with his bare hands. I think that was when it began to penetrate that he. She put the envelope on the desk beside the bag of stones. “After you have written your notes down, we can open my envelope and compare them. That way, you can’t say that I have hindsight bias. I’ve thought through this, and I believe this will be a double blind experiment!” Selina continue excitedly.“Hmm,” Tom said. He kept quiet for a few moments and thought over Selina’s description. “Okay, what should I be noticing about this stones?”“Uh-uh,” Selina said, shaking a finger. “I’m not going to. John was at work, so I knew we had the house to ourselves. That was the only info that Matt really needed before he started stripping off his clothes. Even when I told him I might be pregnant, that didn't deter him. I should have kept Matt at a distance until I was sure, but Matt had on khaki pants and a blue dress shirt. He looked so fuckin hot. After about a half an hour of normal conversation, Matt and I were naked in his dad's bed again. "...or maybe I'm going to be a daddy," Matt said.