"She's trying to get out of her punishment." Oh dear," said Gloria. "That's very naughty. Perhaps she needs a spanking. Should I get you a hairbrush o... would you rather use one of the ping-pong paddles?" Ping-pong paddle, I think," said Nancy, "unless you'd rather be a good girl." Okay," I said. "I'll walk the dog." Oh, you're no fun. You could have let me spank you for a while first."Turned out walking the dog was not that simple. First they had to take my picture, then give me all sorts of. We agreed to do that. With Jane and I leading off, we made our detour around Knoxville. We couldn't stay on Interstates initially but did utilize main roads.We were heading for I-640 and would then follow it around to regain I-40 on the other side of Knoxville. We could have retraced our route but chose to cover new ground deeming the Interstate not that vital. That decision worked. We made it to I-640 without incident, staying outside the area of the fire. The smoke never was bad where we. "Oowwow..." he said through his laughter. "That hurt!" There's more where that came from," she teased and playfully smacked hisbutt again. "C'mon now, be serious. Here, step into these."She pulled the silk panties up to his waist, and then stood to help himfasten the matching bra. He pulled the tights on himself, and reached forthe blouse. His mom tied the bow at the collar for him, and buttoned upthe back. Finally, he pulled the skirt on. He walked back and forthacross the bedroom, enjoying. Since mom died, dad has been sort of withdrawn and being just the two of us my mission was to draw him out a bit. So far we'd only had superficial talks but I planned to have some quality time with him before I returned to school.What I hadn't planed on was what happened on Christmas Eve Night.The weather was cold and snowy and we were home sitting in front of the log fire after I had made a traditional holiday dinner, you know, the turkey thing and all the fixings. We were both a bit lethargic.