He sat down while placing me over his knees and began to spankme!"You will do as you are instructed young lady. You will be a good girland pick up the...glass, do you understand me," he yelled at me.All the while he kept hitting my ass. At first, I refused to answerhim, that only got him madder. After about a minute more passed beforethe pain was too much for me and I gave in."Alright, I will pick up the fucking glass" I cried."Not only that but say you were a bad girl and deserved to be. I peeled my jeans down my legs, and left just my panties on, along with an over sized T-shirt that I had acquired from my older cousin that I often slept in, and I laid down on my queen sized bed. My bra was never comfortable to sleep in, so I threw that in the pile with my pants, and I left my anklet socks on, and let my hair down, and before I knew it, I was counting stars, and my mind completely left me, and I had the most comfortable sleep I had encountered in ages!I couldn't tell you how. Even though I was an average looking geek with very few friends back in highschool, somehow she has managed to become the complete opposite. She is very popular with all of the "popular" boys and all of the "popular" girls in her grade. This is due in part to her being far more socially affluent and confident than I was when I was her age, but if I'm being honest, it probably has more to do with the fact that she has a fantastic body than anything else. Although she is a little short for her. So I had to be content with this kind of a promise. We shuffled out of the car and Peter put the top on, so that we could lock it up for the day. We had to scuttle, but we did make the ferry in time, Peter reaching out for my ass the whole way down the boardwalk. When we were standing in line to get on to the ferry, Peter leaned his bugling erection into my backside, and whispered into my ear ‘You are one damn fine piece of woman.’ On the boat, Peter and I sat outside on a small wooden bench.