He's not Mr. Jacobs, we know that. Neither one of them have ever admitted to sleeping together either, but they've never hidden it from anyone. She's ...ever said anything about what he does in public, even when he does it right in front of her. Hell, he gives her the same treatment! You've met Mrs. Jacobs. Can you picture the two of them as a couple?"Betty had to laugh at the picture. She could see Woody gracing the pages of Playgirl or Cosmo. See them as a couple? It seemed ludicrous."Stace,. He didn't want me to spot him, atleast not yet, he drove around the corner and parked. He took out hisphone and incredulously thumbed through the gallery of pictures of hisdaughter's husband dressing like her sixty-six year old mother. He hadto play this right. "Don't be your usual brash self, Frank" he thought.Be smart. He wanted to out me, he wanted to pound with his fists, butwhat was also eating at him was how it bothered him that he was somehoweven a little attracted to this bizarre. Ernie and Edna were delighted. Marcy was not. As the spanking continued, she began to cry, then wail, as the blows just kept pounding her soft skin. Long after her poor rump had turned an ugly red, Sam was still spanking her and she began to beg.?Oh, please, stop. I’m sorry. I really am. I’m sooory! Pleeeease stop! Oh, it huuuurts. Please!?Eventually he pushed her off his lap, and she landed on the floor, sobbing.?Good boy, Sam. Show her who’s boss. She needs somebody to learn her. Perhaps it was not such a good idea, after all. But we got through it. We were, after all, in love and motivated to make it work. Something that helped was applying to Chelmsford College to take her 'A' levels. Eight miles is a lot better than eighteen. We found ways of reviewing her work on the drive to and from school. Oh, and she started cooking. Her mother had taught her some of the basics, but during the two years she lost, she'd had no experience.Then there was wedding planning. The.