That left the house empty and private for her adult discipline spanking. The now trembling male student knocked on the front door as his legs trembled...slightly. The door opened with Paige in the doorway. The moment of truth had arrived and the spanking he had agreed to keep the rest of the family clueless.“Get your naughty ass in here”, Paige said as he climbed up the steps and entered the attic. Paige shut the attic door magically. The student watched Paige’s ass encased in a tight visible. We had spent monthstogether. I knew he liked bacon. And he knew I liked football.We got our coffees and sat down near the window. "So," he said, smiling."So," I smiled, looking down at my coffee. "Finally..." Yeah," he stirred sugar into his coffee absent-mindedly. He looked atme. "I owe you an apology..." For what?" I mean, other than ghosting me for months."For not responding to texts. For not calling."I looked at him. "It doesn't matter." It did. "We're here today andthat's what counts.". ” It’s gotta be “Happy Holidays” if you don’t want to piss somebody off.I’m not religious, God knows, but the whole thing started as a celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ. I mean, even if you don’t believe in Jesus Christ or even believe that such a man ever existed. According to the dictionary, the holiday was called Cristes mæsse in Old English and cristmasse in Middle English, and now is Christmas. What it means is “Mass of Christ.” That seems pretty damn clear to me. If we can’t call. Eva, along with the Irish Amazon Sheila continued working with Lindy as collaborators.And speaking of collaboration, Tash and I continued ours. In the morning with our plays. Later with Yoshie and Helena with the Asian texts. Still later writing and editing Snake’s Tales, Lindy joining us. And yes, by and large, I no longer sat beside Lindy, her using me as a soundboard while she directed our plays. Somehow, when we did finally come together, it always felt like a reunion despite it being only.