But that didn’t last long, as I began swatting her behind – hard, and then harder – with my open palms, one then the other, to emphasize my next words: “…AND (Slap!)…I (Slap!)…TOLD (Slap!)…YOU (Slap!)…NOT (Slap!)…TO (Slap!)…WEAR (Slap!)…ANY (Slap!)…PANTIES!” (SLAP!)
Nadine grunted and moaned piteously with every slap. Cartoon sex So I’m going out for a while.” I tapped her mouth with my fingers. Today she looked as though she was running for congress as a Republican: hyper-conservative navy blue suit in a heavy, uncomfortable looking fabric, with the skirt coming down to cover her knees; severe, plain white blouse, buttoned up to the neck; hair clipped into a bun at the back of her head and glasses settled firmly on her nose. I wasn’t all that surprised when the next day 4:45 came and went without a word from Nadine. So I’m going out for a while.” I tapped her mouth with my fingers.
