?I don’t want you to think I haven’t earned my money? he laughed.Oh the sarcastic bastard I thought, the spanking paused for a moment so he could ...pull my knickers further down. ?I think we need to put some colour on the tops of your legs young lady? he added. Fearful of being smacked harder for not answering I could just mutter a quick ?Thank you Sir?, before a torrent of fresh slaps brought new pain to my thighs.The spanking continued with him changing from my bum to my thighs several times. "Way, I see it," I said, "my senior year of college, you get the surgery, I'm off the Pill, and we let life rock along. And if it happens, it happens. Sort of like buying a lottery ticket." I love it when you're analytical," he laughed."Plane below us at two o'clock," I said, noting the traffic."Got it," he answered. "Of course you realize that we'll have to have lots and lots of sex."I got a little tingle in my jeans at that thought. With Susan's marriage, our sisterhood could talk freely. ”“The drinking...” breathed Linda almost inaudibly.“So, he drinks to assuage his conscience? As if that is any consolation for what he and the others did - allowing an innocent girl to be violated, then mutilated.”“I always thought he had been unfaithful to my mother.”“Nothing as mundane or forgivable, I assure you!” snorted the older woman.“Now, I am sure that by this time you have been missed and that the police will be arriving in force shortly, so...”“What are you going to do?” Linda said. They seemed simple enough, so I set off. I entered another hallway and discovered to my pleasure that one wall was nearly all window from floor to ceiling. I was immediately transfixed by the beautiful vista before me; the window provided a view of space. As I watched, ships moved through it on various business. Never had I felt the siren's call so acutely, and I knew I was meant for space.I don't know how long I stood there mesmerized by the spectacle, but someone yelling, "Hey Brock!".