Jessica knew this spanking would take a very long time so she decided hours ago to just take the pain in and keep breathing deeply as her mom kept on ...spanking her.Amy watched her daughter's reactions and after every tenth spank she assessed the damage to Jessica's bottom. The color went from pink to light red to a deep red. By the sixtieth spank Jessica was heaving which was the signal for Amy to take the spanking to the next level. Amy took the paddle and set it on Jessica's back to remind her. I was pretty sure it was already out of control, though as looked around and saw pockets of females gathering. I was waiting for them to start talking about me. Ha ha. The train arrived and I boarded along with the gaggle of goggling guys all around me. A handsome young man already seated noticed me reaching for the pole and offered me his seat but I refused, assuring him that I wanted to stand, due to the fact that I sit all day. He shrugged it off but I wanted him to stay there because I was. Still she looked good, she redid her pony tail and walked back to the office.‘Take a look at that.’ Mike said. He came over and pulled on the shoulders of the dress. ‘How does that feel? You want to try one size bigger. I think we don’t need to, right? This fits you perfectly.’ He stood behind her, his hands slid to her waist and felt how tight the fabric was there. Amber felt nervous, she could smell his aftershave and although he smelled good, and she wasn’t sure if she liked him being that. 'Flowers for Algernon'. It's this guy who's all genius and then his mouse dies and so he gets stupid again. Never figured it out. It's a story by Daniel Keyes, I think. I think that's the guy's name."Brent stood up, glancing at the relief on the box. Clearly, there was "Rush", in all their second-rate concert-rock glory, etched prominently on the side of the casket."Keyes. Yeah, not confusing it with Kesey. Ken Kesey was the "Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test". And not with Keynes either. John.