"I thought so, you little cock sucking, arse shagging tramp. Kneel on the chair and stick that naughty bottom of yours right out. You're going to get ... right bloody thrashing from my fucking tawse."Doing as she was told, Melanie hesitantly kneeled on the wooden chair and stuck her posterior up as far as it would go. Even though she loved getting a proper spanking, she absolutely LOVED getting whipped with anything leather. The feel of leather on her sore bottom was absolute heaven and she. ..”“For fuck’s sake, Gerri gimmie me a break, here...”“I know—I know ... that’s why I’m calling. Is it possible to get Milt to do her?”Marcie listened as Gerri unloaded on her for even asking that her husband have sex with an underage teen.“She’s a kid, Gerri. She hasn’t even seen a real cock...”Gerri responded to that statement and Marcie hastened to clarify her meaning. “She was at a party and pulled a train ... maybe seven or eight guys. She couldn’t even remember any names. Worse, she was. She was serious about this. This was the last chance I had to argue, to claim back my power. If I let her carry on I knew that she would see this through. I opened my mouth again but heard myself say quietly. 'Okay.'She had thought it all through. We lived in a city with an active gay scene, and she had selected a female-friendly bar with a dark room in the back. We both knew about these places through a gay friend and had visited a club on one occasion. I had noticed how intently Kath had. I looked up right then, my back still to her. "Kami as in Alison's older sister?" Yeah," she laughed. "I recognize you! You know, you've got a nice body." She reached around and gently pinched my abdomen. "Can't pinch an inch. You've changed a lot. You and my sister used to hate each other to death.."We both laughed briefly.I turned. "You've changed, too. For the better, it seems." Hey," she said, putting her arms on my shoulder, "sorry for harrassing you about my sister. She really IS an.