Ignore his crying.” “Cool,” Zoe replied as she held Carl by the waist, lifted the brush, and brought it down moderately hard on his bare bottom....She continued to spank Carl with the brush with a constant stream of spanks, not resting even when she spanked him two three and even four dozen times. David was facing the wall and closed his eyes in trepidation as he realised how hard the spanking must be, no warm up with a hand spanking even, just the brush and dozens of spanks without a break. Carl. They guy walked me and walked in a run. Now that is embarrassing.The next batter hit into the double play. The coach asked me, "Do you still want to pitch this last inning? We have a man warmed up." Let me do it. We're up by three so if I get hit, pull me." The coach smiled at me and patted me on the butt on the way out of the dugout.The first pitch was a rocket back to me. The second pitch to the second batter was a bloop to the first baseman who not only caught it on the fly but walked over. And now he was there, right in front of me.“What are you doing here?” I asked.“I was meant to meet a friend for coffee, only she never showed up. So I guess I’ve been stood up.”If I’d been less dazzled by him, I probably would have been highly suspicious. As it was, my lust-drenched mind accepted his answer as if it were the word of God.“You wanna get coffee?” he asked. “Only I felt like we only just started getting to know each other yesterday.”I could’ve said no. I should’ve said no. I didn’t. She was curious why he was wearing a tuxedo, but not curious enough to ask. He knew that he wasn’t going to get more information out of her than that. She hadn’t said a word to him in such a long time that he wondered if he would recognize her voice. He tried again and asked, “Is school going all right?”Both of the kids just shrugged their shoulders. He said, “I guess no news is good news.”After a while, Harry asked, “When’s dinner?”“You are on your own tonight,” Greg answered. He fished out.