The next few days promise to be bags of fun, as I’m joining a few of my female spanking friends for a girly weekend away. LittleNic has stopped by our house to pick me up, and we are Thelma & Louise-ing off into the distance as Abel waves sadly from the doorway. Woohoo!

For the most part, I intend to be good. Because we’re good girls, all of us. However, I can’t help thinking that coming back on Sunday night may involve having to explain to Daddy why my friends’ parents are refusing to invite me for sleepovers again.

I haven’t mentioned this idea to Abel yet, but I don’t think he’ll object too vigorously.