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Please note that the memories and artwork contained herein are copyrighted 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 |
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An impression and memory flash. Margret is angry with me. I can't do anything to make her feel better. Having Margret angry with me causes me a great deal of grief and I hate having her angry with me. No apologies are able subdue her angry feelings. So I come up with an odd idea that worked. I lay across her lap and tell her to spank me if it will make her feel better. I wasn't too worried since I thought her hand would get sore or tired before it hurt much, and besides the guys had done much worse to me than she could possibly do. She looked at me as if she was unsure. I told her just think about why you are angry and get it out of your system. (I doubt I used those exact words, but that was the idea.) After a few minutes of reservation she did it and her hand did get sore, but she did seemed to be satisfied and her anger with me was subdued. I knew at times I could be obnoxious and somewhat flirtatious if I was in the right mood, but I would never do anything intentional to hurt Margret. |
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