My next-door neighbor Linda was a single woman who had two teenage daughters. She was very old-fashioned in her outlook, lady-like and proper in her manner. Linda always wore beautiful house dresses with a full skirt and petticoat, and over it she wore an apron in which she did her housework and cooked. Every time Linda walked by I could hear her skirts make a swishing sound. I was always very fascinated by the noise, and to me the skirts she wore were so pretty and feminine. One day, I happened to be over at Linda’s house helping her with something when the phone rang. Linda picked it up, and it turned out to be one of her girlfriends, a woman named Mary. Linda had been busy baking, so she put the call on speakerphone while she cleaned up. I have had an interest in spanking since an early age, so you can imagine how I felt when this conversation turned out to be mostly an account of how Mary had recently given her young daughter a tanning for being naughty.
The phone conversation 1
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