Good night.” The next evening he started with a question: “Hi, were you dreaming of spanking last night?” She tried to remember whether she'd ha... any dreams and were surprised when she recollected a spanking one. “Yes, I was. When will my dreams come true?” I would never say it, if we were talking! she realized. “Just tell me first what exactly were you dreaming about?” he demanded. “I was lying on my front, my bottom bare, and I was spanked by hand.” “Did it hurt a lot? Were you crying?. . she likes it when I play games with her, right babe?” Chuck said, patting her hip, and nodding at his groin, letting her know that she best not delay getting her hand back in place.As Chuck set the timer, and the game began again, a bit slowly as the tried to get back into the swing of things, Niki almost jumped when she heard the timer go off almost immediately. Chuck sat back, having just moved into the lead, and smiled, “I was hoping I’d win one...”. He could feel Niki’s hand slowly. .." My husband is not a murder," Maria said as she walked over."Ma'am, I will have to ask you to stand back," Sheriff Billie Mathews said."Sheriff, my husband is retired FBI. Check his wallet and it will have his retired police carry permit," Maria said."Hand me his wallet, deputy Grimes," she said."Yes, Ma'am," he replied and dug into my back pocket and pulled out my wallet.I watched as it was passed to the Sheriff and waited as she dug through it and found my license, and my carry permit."Let. Over the rush of water my ears pickedup voices and laughter as the amount of water increased steadily within theleather bag in which I was contained. Soon my face was pressed against theopening since the water level had reached my neck. ????? Rather than giving in to panic, it wouldhave been much wiser to realize that drowning was out of the question unless Igave up all hope of survival. My salvation lay in keeping my face in itspresent position and allowing the water to rush around me and.