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Thanks for letting me sleep in, babe. I really needed it, and was happy to get up and make your coffee and pack your lunch. I wish I could have done it in my collar, naked as a jaybird, but you know, kids n stuff. Anyway, we always joke that my mom broke wooden spoons over my ass and that those "Helping Hand" paddles were at best a novelty item. But I feel appropriately corrected as I get ready to leave this morning. Your application of the wooden spoon to my ass this morning with me bent over the kitchen counter was quite effective. I will double check that all toilet seats are down before I leave, and mind that second issue with particular care as I go through my day. On a side note, I think its cute that you checked my ass as I was walking you out to your car to see if the marks had faded. It's like you're playing with your new toy. Wish I could see you today at work, but I don't think it is in the cards.
