“Austin, Sweetie! Come check this out for me?” Sally said as she reviewed the section in ‘their’ story where they were in the bar and he’d gradually drawn her interest in spanking out of her.

It was a weeknight at his condo, but she’d taken to bringing her laptop with her so she could work on her writing at odd times, which frequently resulted in her taking him to the bedroom when her arousal got the better of her. The fact that she often wrote while wearing only her underwear, sometimes just panties, further enhanced that reaction.

She was struggling a bit with the writing, trying to tell the story with both a sexy and playful tone, but enjoyed the challenge. She had completed the first chapter and was now reviewing and editing it.

“Be right there!” he said as he finished loading their dinner dishes in the dishwasher. “Let’s see,” he said, and she handed him the computer.

“Just the part I’ve highlighted for now,” she instructed.

He sat on the sofa and read through nearly two pages of dialog and descriptive text. He read it through more than once before he was ready to offer his comments.

“How did you know I was taking second looks at you before we got together?” he asked with a smile.

“I saw you,” she said with the trademark smile he loved. “But that’s nothing compared to how often I was checking you out!” she laughed. “So how does that section look?”

“You’ve really captured the mood of that night! Almost like you were reading my mind! One thing is wrong, though. You’ve got yourself answering yes or no to my ‘twenty questions’ as you called it, but you really just nodded or shook your head. You were biting your lip and looking so fucking cute as I got closer to what you wanted! You only answered ‘Yes’ when I asked you outright if you wanted me to spank you. I think I was already falling for you right then!” he confessed.

“Oh, Sweetie! I love you! Ask me again!” she requested. “Like you did that night!” she added for clarification, as she sat next to him on the sofa.

“Would you like me to give you a spanking?” he said, planting a soft but passionate kiss on her lips.

“Yes!” she replied, taking the laptop from him and putting it on the coffee table. “Austin, I’d like you to take me over your knee and give me a spanking! On my bare bottom!” she added, reciting her response from that night.

She lay over his lap, noting how it always made her eager bottom feel. She lifted her hips so he could take her panties down and sighed with arousal as she settled back on his lap, her bottom presented perfectly awaiting the first touch of his now-expert hands. Austin lovingly caressed the cheeks he’d so often spanked, enjoying the soft, smooth skin, their perfect shape, and the fact that she so willingly offered them at the slightest provocation.

“Are you sure you want me to spank you?” he teased.

“Yes, Sweetie! Please spank me! Oh, yeah! Just like that!” she cooed as he mixed slightly more than playful smacks with continued adoration of her beautiful bottom. “Hold me tight! Up against you! Yeah, that’s it!” she added when his left arm wrapped snugly around her waist.

Her moans and gasps suggested he do something more, and leaning over her, his long arms reached fully around her to get his fingers into her moist slit. Gently at first, but then roughly pawing at the tender lips when the intensity and pace of the spanking accelerated and had her writhing within his firm grip on her body.

“Oh! OH! Oh, God! Harder! Ow! Harder!” she cried, and finally, “Oh, fuck!” when she came.

Austin let go and bent over her, kissing her neck and stroking her back. Her breathing was still ragged when he pushed his face into her soft and barely pink cheeks, kissing her beautiful bottom lovingly.

As she rotated in his lap to lie face up, the satisfied look on his face reminded her of the conversation with his mom and how he never stopped trying to please her. She reached for him, and he lifted her in his arms to hug her warmly, expressing his love with soft whispers in her ear.

“And I love you, too, Austin! I can’t believe how much! Take me to bed and love me? Please?”

He picked her up, cradling her in his arms, and carried her toward his bedroom with her arms around his neck, showering his face and neck with kisses. When he got to the bedroom door, he stopped, and after a thoughtful pause, put her down before entering the room. He’d placed her in his bed many times before, but with his recent thoughts of marriage, he thought he should save carrying her ‘over the threshold’ for when she was his wife.

Sally looked at him with a knowing smile, having guessed the reason for his reluctance, but not mentioning it.

“C’mon,” she said, taking him by the hand and leading him to the bed. “I want to give you so much love!”

She had him stand at the end of the bed while she opened his shorts, his foot lifting for each leg to be removed before returning to the bulge in his briefs. With one hand cradling his sac, the other stroked the long shaft now peeking out above the elastic waist. Reaching in with her tongue extended, she teased the sensitive underside with tentative flicks that begat lingering licks as his breathing became labored. Her hands moved around back to squeeze the cute butt that had attracted her to him in the first place, while her tongue threatened to make him cum without ever removing his briefs.

“Oh, God, Sally!” he said when he was so close, but she leaned back while her hands pulled his underwear down in back and reclaimed the cheeks she loved, now naked and quivering in her hands.

Without warning, she pulled her hands off and gave each side as hard a smack as she could manage while looking up at him. His closed eyes opened at the sudden attack, and he smiled at her beautiful face with eyes that said ‘Again!’

“Oh yeah! Again? Please?” he begged after the second spank, recognizing it was so unlike her to spank him after she’d already had her bottom dealt with earlier.

“Oh? Do you want to get spanked, too, Sweetie?”

“Just like this, Love! Oh! Yeah, like that!”

She wanted to give him a real spanking, but she curbed her desire to make sure he got what he wanted for a change. While still spanking one cheek, her other hand pulled his briefs down, letting them fall at his ankles, and his cock slipped into her waiting mouth. She wished she could take it all in her mouth.

“Oh, Love! I want to cum in that perfect little pussy of yours!”

“No, Sweetie! You’re gonna cum in my mouth, and after I make you nice and hard again, I’m gonna ride this giant cock until you explode in my cunt!”

“Jesus, Sally! I love when you talk like that!”

“But I can’t keep (suck) licking your (suck) delicious dick (suck) if I have to (suck) keep talking to you!”

“Oh fuck! Ow! I’m gonna cum!” he cried as her head bobbed like he was fucking her face. “Ungh! Ungh! I’m gonna cum! Spank me! Oh! Ohh! OH! Ahhh!”

“Mmm, good boy!” she said, licking a few stray drips from her lips. “Sit down and move back on the bed!” she instructed, keeping his softening cock in her hands as she climbed on the bed beside him. “Good. Now, I’m gonna sit on your face because I know you like that, and it makes you hard! But you will not make me cum! Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Sally!”

“Good, because if you do make me cum, I’ll put you right over my knee and give you a real spanking!” she laughed as she turned her back to him, straddled his chest, and lowered her pussy onto his face. “Ohh! Now remember, don’t … Oh, God! Don’t make me cum!” she reminded him before bending over to take him in her mouth again. “Oh yeah! That’s it! Nice and big so you can fill my dripping, wet cunt!”

“Oh, Sally, keep talking!” he said, getting rapidly harder from her uncharacteristically vulgar language.

“Do you want me to fuck you? You want me to stuff this big dick in my tight, little pussy? Hm? Make me cum on your long, hard cock?” she teased him back to full size.

“Oh God, yes! Fuck me, Sally!”

Rising up off his face, she turned around and kissed him with a mouthful of tongue while lifting her hips up and over his long, straight pole. Sitting up, she pulled his cock up against her slit and rocked her hips, stroking him between her slippery lips. Lifting higher, she teased the tip again, rubbing it with her pussy to a chorus of pleading groans.

Done teasing, she wanted him inside too, and she guided him in sighing, ‘Ohhhhh!’ as she sat, slowly drawing him into her silken sheath.

“Oh, Sweetie! Does it feel good? Hm? Stuffed inside my naughty, needy pussy?”

“Yes, Love! You feel so good wrapped around my cock! Fuck me, Sally! C’mon, fuck me!” he demanded.

“Okay, Sweetie! Mmm, I feel you moving inside me, like a long, thick snake crawling up in me, in my pussy! Do you feel me?”

“Yes! Oh, you’re wrapped so tight! I can feel you squeezing me! Oh, Sally! I love you so much!”

“Rock with me, Sweetie!” she pleaded as her hips pitched for and aft on his shaft with a slowly increasing rhythm.

She leaned forward, placing her hands on his chest, rubbing and pinching his nipples, and he reached up to do the same for her. He loved seeing her body move like every stroke mattered and hearing her soft whimpers turn to long sighs and gasping breaths. They moved so well together as he started lifting his hips to meet her halfway, but still slowly, patiently letting the extraordinary climax build, every second feeling like it would hit any moment, but didn’t. ‘Oh my God!’ they both cried repeatedly as they reached a height neither had seen before.

“Oh fuck, Austin! I feel you so deep inside me every time you … oh, fuck! Just keep … slowly! Ohh! I’m gonna cum! Cum with me, Austin!”

“I’m there, Sally! Let go! Let go now!”

“Ahhhmmm!” they both cried together as one of the most incredible orgasms they’d ever shared hit. Sally sat hard with the thrust that triggered it and fell to his side, with him rolling toward her to keep his cock deep within her. Opening her eyes, she could see his closed, his still labored breathing proof of the pleasure she was so proud to have given him. She stroked his cheek and hair, and his eyes fluttered open. Seeing her, his smile expressed so much.

“That was really incredible, Sally!” he said in a soft, almost whispered voice.

“It was! I wish I could find the words to tell you how much I love you,” she said with a small tear that didn’t even make it down her cheek.

“If you keep writing our story like that, I don’t think you’ll need more words!” he said with a mixture of humor and sincerity.

Eventually, back in the living room, she made the corrections to the story, had him proofread it again, and closed her laptop when he approved.

As she drove home, she thought about Austin’s complimentary words for her writing, hoping they would inspire more nights like this; it was that fantastic. But Austin probably couldn’t be completely honest about her writing and would likely always find it exciting, especially while she was still telling ‘their’ story. She considered writing an entirely fictional story at the same time, but wondered where the inspiration would come from and whether, even then, could he be unbiased?  

A second thought brought to mind Deidre’s recommendation of that site for amateur writers. Might she find story ideas there, and … Oh! Perhaps consider getting an objective opinion on her writing. She decided she’d check it out sooner rather than later.

A few days later, she had a rare evening alone with Austin out with some friends. She encouraged him to go, even though he was trying to find a reason not to, which she knew was just him not wanting to be without her. She smiled as that thought occurred, knowing that even apart, he made her feel loved.

She couldn’t remember the exact name of the site Deidre had mentioned, so she used Google, hoping the results would trigger her memory. She searched ‘amateur author sites’, which brought up a surprising number of listings, but a quick review revealed they were not erotica oriented, so she tried ‘amateur erotica author sites’ and was again surprised at how many listings there were, but still nothing familiar.

A third search for ‘erotic story site’ did the trick, and about halfway down the page, ‘Lush Stories’ was listed. She eagerly clicked the link and perused the page that loaded, noting a bright red banner with buttons for stories, groups, a gallery, and others. Below that, two buttons offered the option of reading a story or writing one yourself.

Scrolling a little further, she found several large thumbnails of sexy images linking to one of several ‘Top Categories’ of stories. Amazed to find ‘spanking’ along with other less specific topics like ‘Cheating’ and ‘MILF,’ she clicked on the picture of a sexy blonde with a stern face and an ornate black necklace, holding some sort of evil implement and just a hint of cleavage.

“Oh my God!” she said aloud as a page of a dozen or more stories unfolded, each with a provocative title and cover picture, as well as some tags giving clues to the content of the story. A page selector at the bottom of the page indicated that there were 150 pages! … of spanking stories!

Each listing had numbers for ‘likes’ and ‘favorites’ and a word count. She scrolled down until she found a relatively short one just to get a taste. ‘Night Desk’ was just over 3,000 words, so she clicked it and noted with interest the ‘Author’s Notes’ that said “This is my first story submitted to Lush. I hope you like it, but please be kind!”

‘So there are new authors on here as well,’ she thought to herself.

The story told of a young and bored night desk clerk in a hotel who can’t do anything right for a handsome older man checking in during the early morning hours. Having to return to the front for the second time because his room hasn’t been made up, he suggests jokingly that perhaps the young girl needs a spanking. When he has to return once again because his key card doesn’t work, the clerk suggests that maybe she does need a spanking. After some blank stares while they consider the possibility, the poor girl is led to the manager’s office and over his knee for the spanking she really wants. ‘They say the first spank always startles regardless of how it’s delivered, and this was no exception.’

As she read the story, she found her hand drifting between her legs as it fit within her ‘spanking is fun’ mentality. The compelling descriptions and dialogue grabbed her. She felt like someone who’d just discovered free porn, with disbelief that this stuff really existed. Her excitement rose with the character’s and soon she was cumming in her panties.

“Oh fuck!” she said again aloud.

She read with interest the comments at the end of the story, where some readers simply complimented the author on his first endeavor, while others spoke of parts they liked best, and all encouraged the author to continue the story with additional chapters. She searched for a box or link to leave a comment, telling the author how his story had opened her eyes, but couldn’t find one.

She then noticed a button to continue reading with the next chapter. She clicked it and read that chapter and then another, captivated by the young girl she could identify with, who became addicted to the spankings over the knee of her handsome older lover. The use of the word ‘hiney’ to describe the young girl’s bottom further endeared Sally to this story. Unfortunately, she still couldn’t find a way to leave a comment to express her enjoyment of the story.

Exploring the site further, her attention was drawn to a large green button that said “Join.” She clicked it, and a simple dialog box appeared with another large button that said ‘Join Free’, asking for only an email address, username, and password to complete the process of creating a user account.

She entered her email address and carefully considered a username. She wanted it to be both clever and anonymous. She figured it ought to be descriptive of what she liked, what she was here for, and thought of ‘Tobespanked.’ She was about to enter that when she thought about it with Austin and even submitting their stories, so she changed ‘To’ to ‘2’ and entered ‘2bespanked’, smiling at the thought of shared authorship with Austin.

She clicked the button to complete the process, but was presented with several pages of information that she didn’t feel ready to provide without Austin’s input, so she answered everything vaguely and was finally admitted as an official user. She returned to the first chapter she read to leave an encouraging comment for the first-time author, saying she might also be one soon.

She explored some of the other pages, but soon decided she should wait till she could do it with Austin. With her arousal of the whole process, she returned to her writing. Seeing how specific and graphic the few stories she’d read were, she felt like her story could use some spicing up and spent the balance of the evening enhancing her description of her first-ever spanking. With the enlightenment of Lush, the words came easily to her as her hands moved frequently between the keyboard and touching her bottom and pussy, eventually triggering another self-induced orgasm, so unusual since Austin started taking such good care of those needs.

She couldn’t wait to tell Austin about Lush and have him read her freshly edited story.

“It’s incredible, Austin! You’ve got to check it out!” Sally enthused the following morning. Seeing his skeptical reaction, she added, “It won’t interfere with us, Sweetie! I promise! But I did rewrite some of our story to make it a little more exciting.”

“What did you say before? ‘I think you and I are plenty sexy enough.’”

“I didn’t exaggerate anything like you were suggesting when I said that. I just provided some more detail so a reader can form a mental picture in their mind when they read it!”

“So we’re going to put our story out there then?” he asked with the same skepticism.

“Not now! And not ever if you don’t want to, Sweetie! Take a look at the site and tell me what you think. The username is ‘2bespanked’ with the number two instead of ‘to’,” she said, waiting for a reaction from him. “We both love ‘to be spanked’ and the two is for the two of us!” she explained, smiling as she saw him lighten up and smile as well.

“You’re adorable, you know that?”

“Why don’t we read a story together tonight,” she said, biting the corner of her lip, “and see what happens!?”

“It’s Wednesday, Love!”

“Oh. Yeah,” she giggled.

“Yeah! So, whatever ‘happens,’ you’re still getting your maintenance spanking tonight!” he whispered.

“Ooo! Can’t we just go home now?”

“It’s only nine o’clock! And you’d better behave yourself today if you want it to remain a fun spanking!” he threatened with a smile.

“Yes, Daddy!” she replied, giving him a tongueful kiss before sitting down to work.

That evening, she sat in his lap as they read together; a story called ‘Fiction or Reality?’ on Lush. It was the first part of a short series told in ‘first person’ about the author’s interest in a cute restaurant host whose petite but shapely body inspires a story about him spanking a server at his favorite Italian restaurant. The author portrays himself within the story as an amateur writer who often gets his ideas from harmless real-life events.

This new character had been having a terrible day, seemingly unable to do anything right, and shares her plight with him, a regular customer. He playfully suggests that perhaps she needs a spanking to get her back on track without knowing about her ‘spanko’ tendencies. She reacts positively to his suggestion and, after twisting his arm to get him to do it, she’s over his knee in the back of her minivan, getting her bare bottom spanked for ten straight minutes on her break from work.

The story was well received by readers as well as by Sally and Austin. They looked at each other with the same sort of surprise written on their faces as Sally had with the first story she had read.

“Wow,” Austin said softly. “I don’t know if he’s a good writer or not, but I certainly liked the story! I kept imagining you as both of his characters!”

“Aww! I love you, Sweetie! What did you think about the setting? In the minivan?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I thought it fit the plotline and … wait. Sally, you’re not …”

“You’ve never spanked me in a car … yet?” she said with that cute and enticing smile he both loved and couldn’t resist.

“Would you like to go for a drive, Love?”

“We’ll have to take my car! Yours doesn’t have a back seat!” she said, instantly liking the idea.

Moments later, they were practically running to her car. Austin drove as Sally sat squirming with anticipation in the passenger’s seat.

“Where should we go?” he asked. “I certainly don’t want to be caught by a cop beating my girlfriend in the back seat of her car!”

“Oh, Sweetie! I don’t think he’d arrest you if I told him I like it!?” she giggled.

“Sally! I don’t want this to start all that …”

“I’m sorry, Austin! No, neither do I. You can take me back home right now if you want,” she said with a conciliatory tone. Despite her excitement for the idea, she wouldn’t risk another setback to their relationship for it.

“You’re not getting out of a spanking that easily!” he declared, putting the endearing smile back on her face.

“All the parks close at dark. How about the Town Center? There’s always a lot of cars there, so we won’t look conspicuous, and it’s big enough that we ought to be able to find a deserted corner of the lot?”

“Okay!” he said and stomped the gas with a chirp from the tires when the traffic light turned green. “Don’t make me stop this car and take you in the back seat, young lady!” he added, setting the stage.

“I’m sorry, Daddy! I’ll try to behave!” she replied, picking up on his cue.

“And stop squirming in your seat!”

“I can’t, Daddy! I’m just so excited!”

They found the perfect spot in the vast parking lot, where several rows away, there were many parked cars, but none nearby, and no traffic lane nearby where others might drive by. He threw it into park and jumped out, leaving it running for the AC, and stormed around to Sally’s door. Flinging it open, he grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her out, but her seatbelt was still fastened.

“Take that belt off, young lady!”

“No, Daddy! Please! I don’t want to get spanked!”

“Take that belt off now! If we have to do this at home, it’ll be twice as long and we’ll finish with the hairbrush!”

“Okay, okay!” she cried as he helped her out of the car, still pulling on her wrist.

He looked around the dark corner of the lot to be sure they weren’t seen, opened the back door, and dragged her in behind him. They shared a conspiratorial smile before getting back into character.

“Take your pants down, Sally!”

“Oh, Daddy! Please? Not on my bare bottom!?” she pleaded even as she was opening her jeans.

“Would you rather do this at home with the brush?”

The zipper finally open, she struggled with the tight, stretchy jeans in the cramped space. She gave up once they were well below her crotch and hesitated, looking at him for a reprieve. Getting none, she slid her palms into her panties and, hooking her thumbs over the edge, slowly drew them down while turning to face Austin. She knew he loved watching her pulling her panties down for a spanking and wanted him to have a clear view. She smiled through her bitten lip when he groaned softly at the sight of the sodden gusset having to be peeled away from her sticky pussy.

“Please don’t spank me too hard, Daddy?” she cried as she lay willingly across his lap, an act that invariably increased her arousal, whether it was a feigned punishment or just fun spanking. “Oh God!” she let slip when she felt his hands caressing her cheeks, the only exposed flesh between her pants and her blouse.

“You know I only spank you hard enough for you to get the message,” he said softly, quickly falling out of character at the sight and feel of her alluring ass.

“Thank you, Daddy! Ooo!” she yipped at the first smack, low and across both cheeks.

Several similar spanks followed, and neither had the will to continue the punishment charade. So entrenched in the ‘spanking is fun’ mantra, they only used alleged naughty behavior to get in the mood, but as soon as they did, they turned to enjoying their favorite pastime.

Of all the positions she could be spanked in, over the knee was still her favorite by far, and having just her bottom bared was another as it fit the ‘spanked by my Daddy’ scenario she loved. With a chorus of yips, ‘Ohs!’ and ‘Oh Gods!’ she let him know she relished every firm smack to her naked cheeks. Recalling the surprise scenario Austin cooked up on demand, she thought of one they’d never tried and made a mental note to tell him about it, but several hard spanks on one cheek got her mind back on the current delicious torture.

Austin had long ago been able to put aside his gentle, caring love for his precious Sally when spanking her. He’d gotten quite good at reading her signals to give her just what she wanted, whether that was barely stinging smacks, blistering hard swats, or something in between with his hand or an implement. But, every once in a while, like tonight, he chose how she would be spanked. The sight of her sumptuous bottom, framed by her pants and blouse, softened his attack, and he couldn’t resist pressing his face into her squishy, yielding cheeks to kiss and lick the warm flesh during several brief breaks in the action.

“Oh! That feels so good, Sweetie!” as his lips moved to the center, pressing her cheeks against his face as he licked as far into her cleft and between her legs as her binding jeans would permit.

Returning to spanking just hard enough to sting with his left hand, his right tugged on her pants, managing to get them bunched around her ankles. An occasional random spank accompanied his mouth descending again between her cheeks to her shiny slit, spread open for him now with her hips raised and legs apart. Humming his approval, he licked and poked her pussy with his tongue. Her body stiffened with her hips high signaling her approaching climax, and with his hand snaking underneath her and diddling her clit, she cried out as it hit.

“Oh my … fuuuccckkk!” she screamed as her body fell back in his lap, trembling and twitching as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, some timed to hard, solid smacks to each cheek.

As soon as she was able, she got up and sat in his lap facing him, showering his face with kisses and exclamations about what they’d just done. When she finally calmed, she sat back, took his face in both hands, and planted a loving, luscious kiss on his smiling mouth.

“Have I told you lately how much I love you?” she said.

“No, not recently!” he quipped, for which he got a smack on his shoulder for being a wiseass.

“Well, I do! And now it’s your turn!” she said as she slid off his lap to the extremely tight space between the front and back seats. Her hands slid up his thighs and into the legs of his loose shorts to stroke his cock under his satin boxers.

“Does he want to come out and play?” she teased as fingers managed to wiggle into the legs of his underwear as well.

“No, he wants into your silky … slippery … wet … pussy” he replied, emphasizing each individual word as she gripped the legs of both shorts and pulled them down past his knees.

“Yeah? You want to fuck me, Sweetie?” she responded as she stood bent over him, and kissing him as her feet worked her pants and panties off. “You guide him in!” she instructed as she knelt on the seat again, and he moved out to the edge to line up with her tempting tunnel.

‘Ohhhhhmmmm!’ they both sighed as she took every inch in one smooth plunge.

The confines of the car created an urgency they both immediately recognized and responded to as their hips met with a smack at a rapidly increasing pace. She had her hands on his shoulders as she bounced on his long shaft while his hands pushed her blouse up to maul her braless tits. Knowing he wouldn’t last long and hating it when he came before her, he left one tit behind to finger her clit, pressing and flicking it to her cries of ‘Oh God!’. The windows, fogged up long ago, hid the two bodies pounding into each other with a fervor that matched their best, and it didn’t take long before they came, nearly together.

He sat up on the edge of the seat to take her body into his arms. He loved the feel of her quaking and quivering body and suddenly wished they were naked, as the touch of her smooth, and often sweaty skin against his enhanced it manifold.

“That was amazing, wasn’t it?” she panted, her face inches from his.

“Yes! Truly incredible!” he gasped before drawing her in for a long, tender kiss. “I love you so, Sally Thomas!”

“And I you, Austin Barclay!” she replied in similar fashion.

They managed to put their clothes back on a bit easier than it had been to frantically remove them. Exiting the car, they each tugged at their disheveled clothes, working them back into comfortable positions. Looking around, they knew if anyone saw them right now, they’d think they knew exactly what this couple had been up to in the back seat of their car, but they’d be only partially correct.

“So, you were right about Lush Stories!” he said as they drove home. “Do you think other stories will inspire us to do something like this again?”

“I’m sure of it,” she giggled. “Speaking of stories, you haven’t read my spiced-up version of ‘Better Impact’ yet! Will you read it when we get back?”

“Will it get us all hot and horny for each other again?” he laughed.

“Probably? I hope so! Yes! I’m sure it will!” she replied, suddenly more sure of her writing ability.

“Then I’ll definitely read it!” he said and again stomped on the gas to hasten their return.

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So, Sally and Austin have appropriated my screen name so who will actually be writing my stories from now on? LOL. These two continue to surprise, don't they? I hope you like my breaking the 4th wall a little here and hope to see your 'Likes,' 'Favorites,' and comments showing you did and ... THANKS FOR READING!!