Or perhaps I penned it myself in days gone by, inspired to its truth in the observation of a young niece's jutting bottom. Frankly, I don't recall (al...hough I do vividly recollect eventually obeying the maxim to the max with the self-same niece!)An undisputed fact is that the Dr. Spock "bible" of child-rearing has certainly done its damage over the past few decades, focusing as it does on the "self-esteem" model and forbidding spanking as a form of discipline. Gentle spanking of young children,. It didn’t look like an accident… which meant you did it deliberately.” I grunted with satisfaction. Nothing had been lost in translation: he knew.I closed my eyes, allowing my mind to plunge into lewd pools of utter depravity. I’d pissed myself deliberately; his accented word felt delicious in my mind. I wished Tammy were there with me.Suddenly, I wanted to share the depravity; needed to share it.My eyes snapped open with such unexpectedness that I startled the face peering at me enough to make. .” he said as he reached forn the phone.“Nurse is expecting you,” the Deputy said putting the phone down, “Now get out of my sight.”Broadstairs knocked on the Nurse’s office door. Miss Williams the school nurse calle “Come in."Miss Williams smiled. At thirty something she was hardly in the first flush of youth, her blonde hair was dyed, her breasts sagged despite her underwired bra’s best efforts to push them skyward and her lips were an impossibly bold shade of red. Her eyes twinkled.“Problems. ” Jenny smiled.Kevin’s face took on a change from smiling to one of wonder. “I need to talk to you some more, who are all these friends with you?” Kevin asked.“Mr. Humphreys, Many of us have been in a shelter for ten days or more. It’s good to be out and about again.” John smiled, “Plus these young folks jump when anything about space is mentioned.”“You two have only known each other for ten days?” Kevin asked.Jenny blushed, “Yes, and it might be only eight or nine days.”“Wow! I completed.