I'm not the only one feeling frustrated at the lack of spanking action.
A. had a dream last night that he was spanking me in front of someone with his hand (he doesn't know who or why), but couldn't get any force into the spanks. You know, like those dreams where you're trying to run but your feet seem to be nailed to the ground. At any rate, when he went to get an implement, he woke up.
All I have to say is that if I start feeling too sick again to play when he gets here in 28 days, I'm going to be super pissed.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
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There once was a spankee named Natty
Who was getting decidedly bratty
As the days counted down
She sported a frown
Her spank draught was making her batty
But A was a man with a plan
Soon her backside won't cool with a fan
Cause spankings galore
And then many more
By Spanksgiving she'll sport a spank tan.
;)
and then you'll come & post all about it right natty?
patty
darn, that third last line should read
*With* spankings galore... silly me.
Ah, Patty, that's brilliant!
Though, I kind of shudder at the thought of what A. has planned...
::shiver::
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