It was sufficiently serious that I had genuinely forgotten the spanking ritual until mid-evening. I’d washed the dishes and then sat in the bedroom ...making calls and surfing various sites and social media. Until I found myself thinking I’d go and get my spanking and go to bed. I even caught myself hoping he wouldn’t be a bastard about making me wait.Then I caught myself on. What was I THINKING? This was just a fun sex game and tonight is NOT the night. This is crazy that I’m even considering it.. Then I had a few weeks off from school during Christmas, and when I again started to commute, she seemed happy to see me.It was at the end of March when she, as usual, hung her coat on the hook by my side, and when she sat down, she looked at me sideways, in a way she had never done before. She opened her paper, but when she was hidden behind it she turned to me."Tim," she said in a low voice.I looked at her, expecting her to start talking about the weather or something equally trivial, instead. So my dick started to get hard.I told them that I worked on porno videos and that I see guys eating pussy all the time, and don't know what they are doing. I could tell the thought made them all horny, because they kept asking me more. I started getting into detail about how I tease the pussy by licking all around it first, just barely letting my lips brush over it. And how I used my fingers to make girls squirt. Then to my surprise the girl in the glasses said, out of nowhere, " I bet you. "I need to ask you a question, Patty," I said. "You were at or near the Lewis farm when you were attacked by a wolf that walked like a man. Right?" Yes," she said."I needed to make sure. I'll let the paramedics know what happened, just relax."While we waited, I sat with Patty and lent her some moral support to help counter the shock she was experiencing. When the ambulance arrived I advised the medics of the particulars. I asked the medics which hospital she would be taken to, and once we knew.