... it was all right last time wasn't it?' 'Yes but...................' 'Look..... I happen to like being spa...nked... it does wonderful things for me... your dad smacks my bottom nearly every night and when you're not around he spanks me over his knee and uses a slipper or a strap and even canes me. When you stayed with your Aunty last month he made bend over in the lounge and gave me I started to smack her bottom over her lacy knickers . At least no mom, no dad. No uncles, no aunts, no friends (only one or two of which I could actually remember as having died before I did). Bottom line was, no people."Well, this sucks!" I said aloud wondering if anyone could actually hear me.I decided to go for a walk, and then wondered if I could fly. Sure enough, I was floating in the air and moving forward at an incredible speed. Problem was, the ground below me whizzed by faster than I could imagine it until I was standing in the middle of. “Why? Because you’ll be naked, or because others will be naked?” She asked a very good question.“No, Diana. Because YOU will be naked, and you said it yourself, I’ve been checking you out. I have been. And every time I do, I get a little stiffy in my pants. Now, without the pants, how do you expect me to walk around with you and all the others naked and NOT pop a full-on erection?” I was actually sounding scared to death now. I was fighting off a full panic attack.“Erections happen, Mick.” She. Everyone was stopping to look at our drawings.Allison asked, “Geez, just how late did you guys stay here last night?”Larry laughed, “Allison, they never went home! Sam found them taking a catnap in their little hideaway in their office.”Sam came back in the break room and told us that he moved up our meeting with Stan to 9:00. He said that works out better for everyone, as Stan had someplace he had to go early this afternoon.Larry summoned his troops, saying they had a little bit more to do to.