"Looking wistful, Kurama said, "Oh, father; oh, father... if only there were one as worthy as you... (sigh!)"Wide-eyed, Ataru said, "You've looked all...over the world, and only found one person that can live up to your image of your father!?!"Kurama bent her head in shameful acknowledgment. The elder said, "It's a terrible time to find noble souls."Ataru looked out at the crowd skipping classes and that one person in the crowd. "No wonder you keep coming back here."= = =Up on the stair landing. The first time that happened, she slapped you right in the mouth."We're just friends, Max!" She'd screamed at you, right in front of everyone. Even mid-slap, you'd marveled at the way her firm, high-school-freshman tits wobbled briefly in her swimsuit as she struck your cheek. That was almost four years ago, and you still catch yourself throwing sideways glances at your best friend and remembering that juggle. It makes you feel dirty and all of the right ways... but also all of the wrong. He forced his leg over mine. He secured my arm with one hand behind my back. I lost my breath when the first smack landed. He raised his hand and struck my other cheek. The sting was mind blowing. He slapped one cheek, then the other. I listened to the sharp smacks echoing off my bedroom walls. I grunted into the bed. "Hard ass, are we?" He continued to spank cruelly, each slap harder than the last. I gasped at the unbelievable pain as he reigned down fire on my ass. It grew hot and the pain. I purposely arrived 10 minutes late, to try and eliminate any more than expected awkward moments. I knocked on the door and with some laughter, Jon opened the door, He smiled big and said welcome T and we shook hands. It was weird this was the first time we met and yet it was like we known each other for a while. He led me inside and out to the patio where a small party was of about 16 people. He, offered me a beer and began to mingle around, as he was introducing me one of the ladies.