O. and fish and faeces. My arm pits are smelly. I stink between my hips, like fish at the front, and faeces at the back. I have no friends. Nobody lik...s me. Everyone thinks Im a smelly loser. I get bullied and mocked by the bitchy popular valley-girls, they gossip and giggle about me, about how I stink, about my lame clothes, about how much of a dweeb and a loser I am, and when they see me in the hall they chant Smelly-boy, smelly-boy, Jonothons a smelly-boy! over and over and over. I still. What’s that about? Then I heard my wife say, in a resigned voice, “OK, I guess I’ll take a spanking.” “Sonia, you have to ask me for it nicely!” Sharon exclaimed. “Would you please spank me on my bare bottom, Sharon?” my wife responded immediately. “What about you, Gayle?” Sharon queried. Already in tears, Gayle shook her head in the affirmative. “No, Gayle! Just like Sonia, you have to ask me if you want the deal.” “P-p-please, will you spank me?” Gayle stuttered. “Spank you how,” Sharon. “Yael,” she said, her smile still looking more gorgeous by the second.“Even though I stuck my foot in my mouth, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said with a laugh.“Oh, the pleasure is all mine, Shawn. Thank you for making me laugh like that. This whole conference seemed so stuffy and here we are acting like the class clowns in the back of the room. But that’s not a bad thing. You’re fun company so far.”“Oh yeah, the bald man with glasses sitting by himself checking his messages. I’m a hoot. You. ‘Good girl. Fuck Army chiefs,’ Hal grinned talking to himself. ‘If the family is paying all costs it’s really none of the Army’s business. Let them be embarrassed. This story will be run in media internationally. My girl is already on the way to becoming a star.’ His email reply stated, ‘Good work, tell no one about this story’. Business news editor Alan Wright wandered in and looked at the empty chair and he snorted, ‘How the hell can Macy work at a desk that small?’ ‘She is capable of working.