Poor Lady Havergill was feeling very low. Even the arrival of some new clothes didn’t raise her spirits. “How can we cheer you up?” asked her long-suffering partner. “I know”, he went on, “you always smile when you spank my bottom.” She demonstrated a suitable position for him to assume over the fireplace. He made her show him three times. Not that he couldn’t remember it but simply that her bottom looked glorious thrust out in her tight leather skirt. Then she set about his rump with her hand which hurts like a leather paddle. “Is this cheering you up?” he asked, optimistically. “Yes, but bend back over I need some more fun” she replied. Unknown to Peter she took the leather belt from her skirt, doubled it and flailed it across his bottom. She now had a huge smile. Then they went belt shopping.
