We were talking the entire time about the race, Dad, and the lack of decent dates on campus. It was funny; she and I had the same lackluster experienc...s with guys on campus. They were intimidated, too narcissistic, lazy, or too eager to get into our panties. We told each other dating stories, laughing, and belittling the guys in them. Our conversation slowly died as we both sort of ran out of steam. We climbed into bed after hugging each other good-night.I think we held onto each other just a. "You're silence gives me the message, now let's continue." "Mother, you've been spanking me all my life, but something changed after I turned 16. Explain that to me." "What, what changed? Nothing changed. I was being a good mother, disciplining you when needed. That's what made you the man you are." "Oh, but Mother, something was different. When I was younger, you used to take me over your knee and spank me over my pants, clothed, remember? But when I became a man, you didn't do that. She'll date anyone that has a decent paycheck." Then she's barking up the wrong tree," I said to Hannah. "Danny's broke and has five or six years of more schooling before he gets that paycheck." Aren't you going to break that up," Hannah asked, indicating Danny and The Bug.I laughed, "Unless she can promise him sex within the hour, there's nothing to worry about. We were just in the barn wondering how soon we could return to the hotel without being rude." Mmm," Hannah replied with a private. Next day, another notification blinged by my cell. We were in action. She sent a morning greeting. I wished her as well. And we did chat for hours. I found her more on a desperate side. Like she was really bothered by something and that was her husband. Later that night, our conversation didn’t stop. She did want me beside her on bed but didn’t even bring up the topic in between. This circumstance made me ask her something.Me:- ” Btw! What brings you here cuteness?”She:- “What do you think so!.