When was that shower of Lauren’s? Was it today?“I think so,” replied the helper. The first thing he grabbed was a galvanized steel tub of ice an... beer. “Why don’t I put this inside somewhere. You want to show me where we’re putting this shit, Peter?”“Let me guess, you forgot we’re having a shower here today,” commented Lauren as she approached the truck. She shook her head in amusement.Peter shrugged his shoulders sheepishly. “This isn’t going to screw things up, is it? I mean, we’ll have this. Without speaking to each other about it both women started to form ideas about possibly improving their relatively dormant sex lives by spanking and both wondered about doing it as a foursome.These thoughts had been going around in their heads for two or three days and both had sounded out their own husbands about a witnessed spanking and what might follow.Theresa and Beryl had known each other for the best part of forty years so they had, to an extent, grown to know how the other thought.It. Again, Rebecca shrugged. ‘Maybe he was tired,’ she said. ‘He came over right after a game and they had an early morning practice.’ ‘So why come over at all?’ Mary asked and Rebecca wasn’t sure if that was merely a rhetorical question. ‘What else happened when he was over?’ Rebecca flushed right up to the roots of her hair. It didn’t matter that she was alone in her apartment talking on the phone. She blushed every time she thought about what had happened between her and Josh that night.. ”“Mommy! Meddy! Tony!” shouted two little balls of daylight energy careening around the corner of the hallway into the kitchen.“Morning, kiddos!”“You two need to get showered and ready for school and your move while I feed and water the urchins,” Lissa laughed.“May I help?” Wendy asked as she approached the kitchen in the wake of the boys.“With the shower or children?” I asked.Wendy stammered and looked at the floor.“Well ... uh ... if you want...”“He was kidding, Wendy,” Melody said. She.