'Sure enough when they all seem preoccupied amongst themselves Dave dropped back and swerved off down a side street. I followed and once out of sight ...edalled as fast as my Lycra glad legs and high heels could go. We vanished. I heard no shouts or noises of angry pursuit. After a few minutes Dave slowed down and turned into the town park. I was exhausted and followed.'Lets hide in here for a while,' he calls slowing down.The park was seemingly quite with only a few joggers and a lady walking. "Tucker, get your pants and boxers down – now. Bend over that workbench and get your bare butt ready to be spanked."He watched me fold the belt in half and knew that I meant business. His face was red in embarrassment as he walked over to the bench. I watched as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down with his boxers to reveal his bare white butt. It was so smooth and meaty, I wanted to just grab a hold of it right there. He dropped his pants to his ankles and bent over the bench.I. She had helped Josie to find a shelter and later a small rented house to live in. A few weeks after that, Lauren had that fateful accident, a head-on collision with a small truck that left her in a coma. She had only returned to the living five months ago and Josie had visited her ever since.With her personal life on hold, so to speak, she enjoyed being with Lauren, enjoyed helping out and enjoyed being appreciated for her actions. Lauren still needed a lot of training to regain full mobility. I wondered if my admirer would appreciate the cheerleader costume? Ismiled to myself, then had a thought. Here I was thinking about being acheerleader when my old football jersey was sitting at the bottom of mycloset... What would my high school self think of this?I got up and went to a small chest in my closet where I kept some of mypersonal items and dug through it until I found it. It was a deep red,with my last name displayed proudly across the back. It seemed so bignow, and I wondered how.