I got to her Mom and Dad and as always we had breakfast. We were getting ready to leave and one of Kay’s friends stopped by. Becky had stopped to vi...it with Kay’s Mom and Dad. Kay and her were talking and Kay said that we were leaving to go hunting. Becky looked at me and I said “Put your coat back on and you can go with us.” Her reply was “no I don’t hunt.“ Kay and I left and headed for the creek. We got about 1 mile up the road and I reached over and rubbed Kay’s breast. She did the same but. But his normal position was sleeping at his desk and I wasn’t sure if he even had a home to go to. I swung by Arnie’s office and Darlene caught my attention.“He’s in an exec meeting this morning. Can you wait till after lunch to see him?”“Not a problem. I was just stopping by to update him,” I said. Darlene stifled a yawn. “You look tired. Should we be going for coffee?”“These meetings start at seven a.m. They just kill me. I’m supposed to get my beauty sleep, not be fetching donuts at. “So, the plot thickens, there’s more to the story than just the MG lady? But I want to hear about the MG lady and where she kidnapped your teenage body to Axe-wound.”I knew I was in a corner. While I had no intention of telling my experiences in detail, I realized I would have to tell some kind of story to get the wolves off my back. What made it more distracting was that while looking around trying to come up with an answer I noticed four girls sitting at a table across the room. All of them. Yvonne spanked her as hard as she could and after a while had Sheila's cheeks pink and then red.SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!Sheila squirmed on her friend's lap and those watching were in increasing states of arousal.SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!Perhaps subconsciously, but perhaps not, Janet Rogers was massaging.