There were no street lights ... not even sure there was a street. Then seemingly from nowhere there was a flickering light in a window that said "W l ...m!", which in my state was enough. My state? Can you spell inebriated? Well, that was not something I could even say in my present state - wasted was almost unmanageable!I asked for Ice Tea, he said six bucks, I pulled a wet wad of dollars from my money clip and took a drink - six bucks for iced tea? Well, six bucks is cheap for the Long Island. It's always been a dream of hers, motherhood, that is, the ultimate fantasy, to be a big-bellied, big-titted, transsexual earth mother with a Munchausen's fetish--it's nice to be able to help a dream come true, although I have to admit I wish it hadn't cost me quite so much, speaking of which, why haven't I lost consciousness by now, haven't I suffered enough, why does this horrible moment seem frozen, like it's going on forever, if only I could wake up, if I could wake up, maybe, just maybe, I. "Go on up."Eagerly, Betsy nodded and ran up the stairs. She banged on Patti's door. "Patti?" C'mon in," Patti said, her heart racing, a pounding in her temples.Betsy threw open the door and stepped inside. She stopped dead in her tracks, her mouth open, her eyes popping. "Patti!" She closed the door quickly. Her dark eyes glowed. She stared at Patti's naked body, unable to tear her gaze away from Patti's exposed pussy.Patti's heart leaped into her throat. Impishly, she rotated her slim hips.. Ella was actually looking forward to it because this would be the first spanking she would have received and did expect it to be a particularly educational form of discipline.Moments later, both girls were across each woman’s lap with their hair draping on the floor and felt their bottoms being rubbed. Moments later they both felt the first spank land, followed immediately by spank after spank landing on what they felt were alternate bottom cheeks. In fact, because the chairs were placed.