I thought I would tell you a little story about what happened on 'our' last evening of 'daily' spankings. I broke down and said,"Please continue ....who cares if I have to wear a moo moo at the beach next week!!?" HECK NO!
** Before I begin, I want you to think of all the times you have been wearing something, or put it on and there has been a sock in the arm, or in Barney's case, your wife's thong falls out of your pant leg...lol..ahem or the times when a nasty tissue makes its way into the washing machine only to come out as 100 tissues stuck to everything! ***
to get all nice and squeaky clean...oh and do a bit of manscaping...
Chuckle..." Okay then hop up and over then...before you fall back to sleep "
Yes all churub like.
I felt him then pick at my left cheek. He then said in a rather perplexed voice
" There is a piece of paper on your bum"
Now I'm not sure why, but right away I responded
" It's a note"
" A note????" His tone was a mix of confusion, and disbelief.
I smiled triumphantly to myself, but snuggled back into my
" Yeah a note........................ ..NO not a note..Sheesh" ( I didn't even know there was a piece of paper in my underwear, so clearly it had to be the size of a quarter at best)
He laughed at the realization that I didn't PUT the paper there...I suppose that could have been a real possibility --you know if I was one of those sassy wives you read about.
" Oh " he said, " I just had a vision of a drawing of a little hand with its middle finger up"...and then he went to town on my 'bulletin board'.
That did get me thinking..........................