Gently brushing a finger along the newly exposed area elicited a squeak from the opposite end. Repetition of the action brought about two things. Firs..., there was seeming confusion as the area withdrew from my finger at one point, only to seemingly seek it out at another. It also created what I can only describe as a 'blossoming effect.' The area seemed to get fuller, and then, like a single cell, split. The two halves grew larger and took on color, not unlike coral. There was an enticing odor. “No, I’m not breaking off or anything. I want to get rid of her.”“That’s some dangerous talk,” Hera warns. “Plus betrayal can lose you control of the family.”“And who is going to take my place if that happens?” Eris asks. “Certainly not my brother.”“If he got the support he needs, he might,” Hera corrects her friend. “He has wanted it for as long as I can remember.”“Yeah, but I’m sure one of the mistresses would jump for it too and beat him out,” Eris corrects her friend.“And don’t forget,”. “When I was in my teens” , Ray answered her ,“I was caught cheating in a test and got a good whack on the back of my trousers. My bottom was still hot and throbbing for a good two hours afterwards” he explained with a shy grin.“The thing is,” said Bev, on the end of the row “a good spanking, as far as I’m concerned, will mean leaving a nice, red mark on your bare bottom – not just gently patting it. Do you think you will be able to stand something like that, Mr. Gold?” Ray held up his hands. Another child. Nicole felt a certain sense of loss when she considered that she’d no longer feel the love of both her parents, but her mother’s actions had forced her hand.The eighteen-year-old took one final look around her old room before she looked out of her window onto the street below, and saw her father smiling up at her.He’s really quite handsome in this light… She mused to herself, as she returned his kindly smile with one of her own. Nicole then blinked, wondering why she’d even.