Before I knew it, I was crying.As the humiliation that followed my orgasm faded a bit, I began to contemplate my predicament. After a minute or two, I...decided that walking home was my best bet, since I often left my bedroom window unlatched to facilitate a quiet entrance when drunk.As I passed Angela's house, I could see the lights were on in one of the upstairs bedrooms. I thought I could toss some pebbles up and maybe get the girls' attention. It would mean humiliating myself in front of. I felt his hands begin to squeeze and knead the twin mounds of my still pantie covered bottom. Soon his squeezing and caressing turns to carefully placed swats alternating from one cheek to the other. The swats seemed to get harder with each successive smack. I felt the familiar stinging sensation coupled with a growing feeling of heat rising from my backside. Using his foot he directed me to spread my legs out further and while doing so I kicked away the denim shorts that were around my. Burt was lucky he was already sixteen and old enough to drive while I had to wait till later in the year to get my license. Burt arrived about five am with the sun just lighting things up, carried his equipment down the precarious footing down the incline, cooled his bait bucket of live minnows in the cool water and set up his walleye rig of a shiny spinner above the minnow on a wide bait hook and medium sinker, a large red and white bobber type float/bite indicator. The trick was to drop the. She was the last person he'd expected to find on this dock, at his boat, but there she stood - more lovely than he had realized, even from her picture. "Lianne", he breathed, staring. It was awkward for a moment, her standing on the dock, dressed for a cabinet level meeting and him in his trunks and t shirt with a dirty rag in his hand, but she made it work."Permission to come aboard?" she asked and they both laughed. He dropped the rag and stepped up to take her hand."Permission granted," he.