Since we were the only ones without boy friends, we spent the next couple of hours in each other's company, we danced and drank and generally had a gr...at time.As the party began to break up, we found ourselves walking in the surf, the water splashing round our ankles,"So where are you staying Sandy?" she asked and I suddenly realized that we were holding hands,"At the Plaza" she replied, "What about you, we could meet up for breakfast?" The Plaza" I laughed, "Room 211" You're joking, I'm in. I won't even tell Danny." You'll think I'm a pervert or something..." No I won't."She took a deep breath. "You're right. I AM jealous. I'm actually jealousof that girl that Danny kissed. I... want to be that girl. I want..." Danielle?" Nikki's my best friend, and I couldn't love her more if she was my realsister. But..."I squeezed her hand."Everytime I see them together, everytime he kisses Nikki... It's like aknife in my heart. She's my best friend, and I'm jealous of her. I wantto be the one. With Dianne holding the camera, Marla raised my skirts revealingmy panties and the words: "Pantied for fifty, sure is nifty". As theassembled party counted fifty swats crashed into my bottom.At the count of fifty I relaxed and suddenly a last swap crashed intomy sore butt and everyone shouted, "And one to grow on."I was subjected to one more degradation, crawling to each woman to kissher toe, with encouragement from my mother-in-law who held a paddle.The last event was the presentation of a. I'm so sorry."A sense of weariness crept through him as he tried to stay on his feet.His words started to come out slurred now."Are you crazy? Why did you just ... did you just ..." Losing control of hisbody, he went limp, collapsing onto a pile of garbage bags. The last thinghe saw before blacking out entirely was Selene quickly rushing out thealley. Her voice trailed off as she fled."Oh god, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that, I didn't want it to.