A Life in the Day of Rosemary Booker - The Woody Back to School ...

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Still Ripe and Steamy
When I first started to chat with the Foxy One
in cyber-space I had no idea that he would turn out
to be a raving spanko. We met quite innocently on a
forum discussing the relative merits of herbal
remedies that we were both experimenting with. He is
exceptionally knowledgeable and we began to chat in
private. After a period of cyber-jousting he had asked
me on a real-life date. At first I made excuses but as
we became closer I finally revealed my identity and
explained that I was rather inconveniently detained
by the government at a correctional institution. We
agreed to meet for dinner when I was next let out on
furlough.
Shortly before our scheduled face-to-face
meeting we had arranged to go on-line to finalize the
details. Unfortunately I missed our scheduled
appointment due to the fact that I was otherwise
engaged bending over and touching my toes for six of
the best.
The caning had been a routine affair regarding
tardy timekeeping. I had pitched up late for a