You you're telling me you didn't think... ?"It was getting too warm for me, despite the fact that we were talking about my favorite subject, me. I fel... back on what I did so well. I ran. "You girls can continue this chat. I'm going to take a shower." They hardly looked up.Retreating into the bathroom, I stripped, and copying Jean's actions, I threw my shorts and briefs out the door as if to say, "Here's MY underpants, girls." Brave, huh?I strained to hear what they might be saying, but their. But it was always tricky. She enjoyed sex and they were both pretty good at it, but experimenting? In the past, it usually made her nervous. It also usually meant trying out something Sam came up with, having a bit of fun, and getting back to normal routines.This time was different. At first, her lists ran through her brain as they pulled onto their street. But then they vanished. She shut down her work gears, her mommy gears, even her wife gears. Her brain was like the soft, black, empty glow. It was true, she did think about this. She hadn't worn panties the last time she was called to his office. She thought she might get a spanking then and she wanted it on her bare bum."You thought I would like it? You thought I would like that you violated the dress code?"He had his hand on the lower part of her back, holding her skirt up and keep her bare behind exposed."No sir, I thought you would like spanking me on my bare behind..." Her voice trailed off again. She was excited and nervous. ’ Laura’s realization that her youngest had a real gift came one morning when husband Basil had taken the two older children hiking. Kate came to her mom’s bed crying. ‘Oh darling what is it,’ Laura said, hugging the 8-year old. ‘Da-da is dying.’ Laura was shocked. Her father was in hospital waiting to have a benign growth removed from his stomach. Her mother had said it was just a routine procedure, that there was no need for Laura to worry. But the shock of hearing such a positive statement.