" He's quiet for a few minutes then continues, "I sit on the bed and sternly command you to ‘Come here!’ I know you well enough to know when you n...eed a spanking from me.”“Mmmm.” I moan at the thought. "You are really turning me on, David! Like ... really arousing me with the thought of you summoning me for a spanking."“My cock is so fucking hard right now." He takes a deep breath then continues, speaking in a lower tone, "I pull you in between my legs and slide down your panties and gently. Nellie was twirling her bra and Louise was clicking away with her camera. Then another girl stripped. My head throbbed when I woke the next morning on the couch in the living room. I was nude, covered with a blanket. I smelled coffee, found my clothes neatly folded on a chair next to the couch. My crazy friends greeted me with a whoopee, almost splitting my head.Two cups of coffee and some aspirin later I asked what happened after I passed out drunk. Nothing much, they giggled, we all took a. She drug the large suitcase back to the bedroom and with great effort managed to get it on the bed. Dropping into the large, overstuffed chair next to her tiny desk, she closed her eyes and let the breeze from the window gently waft over her. She heard the toilet flush and then the faucets run. Then with a rush, Hester burst out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. She looked around but Carrie was sitting in the only chair in the room. Shrugging her shoulders she clambered onto the bed,. "She climbed into bed and pulled the covers tight to shield her from the nippy, Cape Cod, October weather. She lay there, letting her thoughts wander. It had been two years since the children left for school and she turned her beautiful five-bedroom Tudor style house into a bed and breakfast inn. She really didn't need the money, but she needed the activity that went with running a successful business. She usually had a full house, and charged $35 a night, single, and $42 double. Right now, she.