Found stuff they enjoyed, found stuff they didn't enjoy." How would that work? How do I even bring this up? I just kinda casually mention hey, by the ...ay, could you kinda spank me when we're making love? Just pretend I did something rotten or something." Well. Is that really it? You just want to be slapped a few times? Or is there slightly more to it. I doubt there'll be much submissive gratification out of basically ordering someone to do something, whereas you're the one that wants be. However this story doesn't have anything to do with him, we're just here to say hello because being so grumpy, his c***dren no longer come around to say hi anymore. So after a quick cup of tea, and some biscuits we'll be on our way to the real story shortly.OK, let's start again... Once upon a time, (it might have been two weeks ago Friday), in a kingdom far, far away, (it might have been just down the river, across the bay, over the ocean, across the beach, through the jungle, around the. "Boy, could she hit hard, " I thought.Her two weeks were up too quickly and she waved goodbye from the back of her limo. Tara put her arm through mine and said, "Dad, she asked me to save her Kate's Cabin for Christmas and New Years. I guess we passed inspection." Do you think she'd like a stuffed fish for a Christmas Gift?" I asked.That comment got me another punch in the arm. "Damn these women could punch," I thought.My cell phone went off a couple of days later, "Your family is all I've. ”Ed turned around and headed away from the hotel. He pulled onto the main road, drove about a hundred yards, and then pulled off to the side.“Did you say it was a meeting of bankers?”“Yes.”“I’ve been around Washington for years. I’ve never seen anything like that.”“That was the kind of security we had around government buildings during my timeline. It all started after you got into office. You created a lot of people who really hated the government.”“I can assure you that I don’t have that.