” Bobby said, “you know you could be more helpful dead than alive….” he added. “How is that?” Rufus asked. “Bobby, Baby we need more bed...time,” Tamara said with a twinkle in her eyes as she walked into the dark room then opened the blinds to reveal a sunny day outside. She hated the way Bobby spent so much time talking to Rufus’ ghost. She had tried to convince him ignore Rufus or get rid of him but he had refused so far. She had meet up with Bobby after she found out about Rufus’ death. Rufus. Wendy hardly heard. She was sobbing too much, tears flooding down her cheeks, knowing only that this was the worst spanking she had ever ever received and Sharon was doing none of the nice things to her. So now she knew what discipline meant, and it hurt. When eventually Sharon decided she had thrashed the 39 year old enough she placed the brush on Wendy’s back and her hand on her bottom, and waited. Waited for Wendy to calm down and to realize the spanking was over. When that moment. He introduced me to one of the girls who took me around to show me the lockers and dressing room. She was really sweet and super friendly. Everyone was surprisingly really nice and professional. I watched the others girls give their shows, working the pole, bearing every inch of their bodies to the crowd and wondered if I could do the same. I got a ride home from one of the bouncers and planned to come back next week. I didn’t make it back. Why that was is a story for another time. I never. "Uh-huh. Part of THEM having fun is giving ME a heart attack," I replied.She was my age. "That's what you get for hanging out with a young crowd," she said. "It's all YOUR fault." There goes your tip," I said.Tina smiled at her. "You KNOW better than that. I won't let my husband abuse you." Thankya, sweetie," the waitress said, smiling. She patted my shoulder. "You're in good hands, Mister Alan." Are you sure that you want this, Jason?" I asked.Jason smiled. "I don't think I have a problem with.