Later in the night the four of us are at a posh restaurant for dinner. J, Mel, Sam and I. I am still evidently sore from the spanking in the morning and the three of them are having a laugh at my expense. I feel more normal than I have felt in a really long time. This is us. This is how we are. This is what we do every now and then before Rachael's presence screwed it all up.
"How can you land up over Jared's knee every second day?" Mel is laughing and eating at the same time, not looking like the sophisticated doctor that she is, in the least. Both of us are a lil’ tipsy. We had reserved a table in the VIP section, as usual, so there isn't anybody within the hearing range of our conversation.
"Funny you should ask since Sam spanks you too!" I retort, sour faced.
"Yeah yeah.. Once in a
