A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit

15One evening we had arranged to meet fordinner and for reasons long forgotten I was severalhours late. He was furious and when we got back tohis apartment he put me over his knee, flipped backmy skirt and gave me a damn good spanking.Needless to say I was outraged and respondedin typical Nixdown fashion by hacking him in theshins, slapping him around the kisser and stormingoff in a high old snit.However, when I got home I found myselfcuriously aroused by the memory and found itimpossible to sleep. There was nothing else for it, Ireturned to his apartment and demanded that heRodger my eyes out, but only after he had put meover his knee for a second time a spanked me until Isqueaked. The rest as they say is history.The heat in my bottom was growing inintensity and I could not help but wriggle and squirma little under the deluge of spanks. As I squirmed Icould feel the softness of the fabric of my blouseagainst the flesh of my tummy, it was a deliciouslyexotic sensation.Recently my clobber consultant sent mesamples of a new fabric she had found at one of myfavorite tailors in the backstreets of Ho Chi Minh City.It is basically two layers bonded together. Theexternal layer of the garment is a crisp cotton thatholds its creases perfectly and its stiffened collar isperfectly spread to accent a well-knotted tie. Thesecondary internal lining is a beautiful soft andluscious silk.