"That was easy, wasn't it, Heather?" Joy said."Only because we insisted that it should be," Heather replied. "A beef joint and roast potatoes in foil ...rays, the other vegetables ready-prepared - even one of our husbands could have cooked it." Are you sure? Your Bill might. I'm not convinced my Sam could." Of course he can, Joy. He managed for a whole month while you were on that river cruise in China." Did he? I thought he lived on instant meals, take-aways and eating out." He might have done. Helen had a great sense of fun. She had raised her f******n year old son, Mark to be the same way. They joked with and teased each other all the time. They did everything together. Whenever anyone asked either of them who their best friend was, they always answered they same way, they were each other's best friend. It had been that way when Jason was a small c***d and it was that way now that he was a teenager and Helen was thirty one. In retrospect, it was almost inevitable that it would. She was ecstatic for me!’ Abby said. Her voice was shrill. Not angry. Shrill. She sighed and flopped back against the kitchen counter, ‘I thought you would be too.’ she said in a sulky, pouting voice. Her rich girl voice. I dunno, maybe I’d had enough of the spoiled girl attitude, maybe I was just hurt and scared and firing back reflexively. ‘We’ve only been together about three months Abby, do you really think it’s a great idea to take off for New York that same amount of time when we’re. I hope that you can look back on this day the next time you think about yourself instead of others. Your parents did you an injustice my boy. Now it's time to get over my knee."At this he grabbed Tim's arm and pulled him over his lap. Mrs. Walker sat agacent to them and walched as her husband spanked Tim's bare bottom, a small tear in her eye. My Walker spanked over and over and harder and harder as he went.At first Tim thought it was managable. He felt more embarassment than pain but as the.