Last week I went to an outdoor craft show, and saw these lovely, inexpensive necklaces for sale. They were made to order, so I told the attendant what name I wanted, and she had it done in no time.
When will I wear it? Rarely, if ever. Perhaps under a turtleneck, or covered by a scarf. But I'm prepared if I ever attend a spanking party. You'll know who I am immediately.
Thank you, David, for sending me this great cartoon of my alter ego. Judging from the keyword searches that bring readers to my blog, many of you will be very pleased to see this.
Enjoy!
Ron and I prepare dinner together every evening. We both enjoy cooking, and we look forward to this time to share the events of the day, make plans and basically reconnect with each other.
Depending on what's on the menu, one of us is the chef who prepares the entree and controls the operations. The other acts as sous chef and assists
with the preparations. We each have our own specialties and this arrangement works very well.
Tonight, Ron was in charge, and I had just finished doing the vegetables. I turned to him and put my arms around his neck for a hug. Doesn't everyone deserve a hug after peeling potatoes? He stopped what he was doing, put his hands on my waist, then slapped my bottom very hard several times, using both hands at once. Well! I wasn't expecting that!
"That's what you like, isn't it?" he asked.
"It sure is," I replied, and hugged him harder.
We then carried on with our work, chatted about this and that, and when it was ready, sat down together and enjoyed a delicious meal of roast chicken. When we had finished, I cleared the table while the animals milled around underfoot, hoping for handouts.
While I headed toward the sink with the plates, Ron picked up a round cork trivet from the counter, and whacked my bottom with it. I hardly felt it, but the loud CRACK caused pandemonium all around us. Fluffy and Fang scattered in different directions, and we had to peel Crookshanks off the ceiling.
If I know Ron, this was only a warmup for more spanking and fun later on. So what am I doing on the computer? Good question.
I'll see you all later.
The great graphic at the top of this post of Bonnie's has always made me laugh. I wish I knew how to make one just like it, but I don't, so the borrowed fridge picture will have to do. But I did steal reuse her idea about the list.
Whenever I have a few days off work, we make two lists and put them on the fridge. One is a list of chores to do together around the house, and the other is a list of fun, tourist-type things like day trips, restaurants to visit, and outdoor activities. Just for fun, I added "Spank Hermione" to the list of chores. I waited for a reaction or a comment, but Ron didn't mention it.
I wasn't disappointed, however. Ron did give me a very sound spanking one evening. The next morning after breakfast, he motioned for me to come over to the refrigerator. He picked up a pen, crossed "Spank Hermione" off the list, dusted off his hands and proudly said, "There! That's done."
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