Today is our first day in Florida. Abel has work to do, and I’m just sitting about, writing spanking stories and enjoying the sunshine.
I’m also enjoying the view of many young ladies walking between the swimming pools with not much clothing on. A pair of girls caught my eye in particular, with their tight denim shorts and white shirts – and their pitchers of beer at 10am.
I’m thinking they have fooled the bar staff into serving them alcohol. Their father, when he emerges from their room, won’t be very pleased. Instead of taking the girls back into the hotel for their spankings, he’s going to soundly paddle their bottoms right by the pool, taking them over his knee one by one.
For decency’s sake, I guess he can leave the tight shorts on.
Nope not at all. They did the crime, now they must pay the fine.
Baring there bottoms in public will (hopefully) teach them the wrongs of underage drinking.
Do I *have* to go to my conference here today? The poolside sounds so much more, ahem, inspiring!
Awe poor Abel stuck at a conference whilst Haron enjoys the “inspiring” poolside. I hope you both enjoy your vacation!