She’d also seen the temporary workers’ villages farther down the coast, the wharf full of boats, and the steady stream of work trucks moving down ...the highway as their plane had circled on approach.Even as she had to admire the progress and industry, Althea reminded herself that all of this was in the service of one man’s ego. If it weren’t for Nick Coyle, this island would almost certainly still be uninhabited apart from a couple of research stations and a small marina operated by the. We had an idea that this might occur and so we were not surprised by his arriving and declaring that it would be helpful and very necessary to physically discipline my wife. We talked for about 30 minutes on what he recommended and we all finally agreed to a session with him spanking her to help our marriage and to get my wife to stop dominating and to better her behavior and attitude.This was no rash decision; she had not been spanked since childhood and now to be handled by a much younger,. Sean was smiling at me as he took off his swimsuit and put it away. We walked up the water’s edge and found it to be much warmer than the waters around San Diego. We waded out a short distance and dipped down to get wet all over. Then we headed back to our towels to lie out in the sun. For those of you who have never tired it, there is nothing that feels freer than to have the sun warming your nipples and pussy and a slight breeze dancing across your bare skin. Sunning with the skimpiest bikini. .. Shit. I leapt out of the bed."Sarah... ? Sarah?" I cried out.It wasn't until my shouts died that I heard the quiet sobbing. It was subtle ... like it was being repressed. It was coming from the bathroom."Sarah? Are you in there?" I asked softly. The sobbing got slightly louder ... I open the bathroom door slowly ... ready to snap it shut if she yelled at me.The first thing I saw was a long flowing curtain of red hair ... trailing all the way down to the small of her back ... ending just.