It was a beautiful day and I think everyone enjoyed themselves. Charlie and his sister, Bobbi, really came to enjoy the water keeping Pam and I busy w...hile Melissa watched over the rest of our brood. We returned to our planes tired and happy. We still saw no one nor any signs of anyone.During supper, Poppa Jack said, "I would really like to stay one more day." Everyone heartily seconded that wish and so we stayed. Momma Shirley was the only casualty. She had worn the bottom to one of my suits. If I even thought of food, I was back in the bathroom. The package from the lingerie store was forgotten by me.I stayed in bed all day and my wife went out and did whatever those things are that wives do in strange cities when their husbands are hung-over. When she came back to the hotel room that evening, she had no packages.I asked, "Did you have fun today-" She just smiled and nodded.I guess now is as good a time to tell you a little about my history. I was born the first child in the. Your black hair corkscrews around your face, framing your elfin features. Lying on your side, your hip towards me. Arms crossed in front, covering your breasts, those soft, silken pillows. My eyes are drawn downward, the black hair trimmed, shaped. My thoughts gravitate to your centre, pulled towards you.A candle on the table, vanilla essence fills the room. The light flickers, your tanned skin alive. I watch the rise and fall of your body, gauging your rhythm. I hate to wake you, but long for. Understand, moi slooga."She begins. First a hand spanking, short firm slaps then heavier blows, slow pats and rapid swats. Then comes a strap, then a tawse. Never hard blows, just rapid slaps, they hurt but not badly.Then, comes a small whip. "Look at this moi slooga, see how small this is." And it is, the grip no bigger than her hand, the tail no longer than her forearm. "But, small things can be very effective can they not, moi slooga." The blows come quickly, back and forth, hard then soft.