”“I know.”“How do you know? I’m the one got spanked!”I held up my hand. It was red also. “Like to goagain?&#...8221;Camilla shook her head.“Did you like it?”She snorted. “Describe like.”“Did it make you feel submissive, defenseless, andweak?”“It made me hurt.”“And what are you thinking now?”She broke out in a grin. “That it’s Michelle’s turn.”We chased the squealing. ." Jack's face flushed crimson."I'm sure your mother would just loooove to hear about this. Wouldn'tshe, Jackie? Wouldn't she love to hear about her panty boy son pervingout at her best friend's house?" No, no. It's not like that," was Jack's weak protest."Oh, I know it's exactly what it's like, Jackie. Now give me thosepanties." Mrs. Carter snatched the gold bikini from Jack's hand beforehe had a chance to react.Of course I know what it's like, thought Noreen. She had purposely leftthe panties. " I can call Mother Superior, to find out if they have an opening for you." Dad laughed, he thought that was a good one. We both knew what advantages he'd been referring to.When we got to work, I went off on my own. I was looking for some of the people who answered the phone, and took new orders from our customers. Instead of finding a big group of people, I found Edith and her daughter, Ellen. They answered the company phones and took all of the incoming orders. Edith was divorced, about forty. .. I want to get a head start on my English assignment for next week," Cyndi murmured, furrowing her brow slightly as she carefully hooked her mother's bra."Good girl!" Evelyn held up two hangers for her daughter's appraisal. "So, honey ... skirt or pants?" Go with the skirt, Mommy. It shows off your legs!" And freezes my buns off when I go outside ... but I think you're right, it does look better." She hung the pants back in the closet, then laid the skirt on the bed. "Go on, honey ... take.