The first thing I heard the next morning was my alarm clock. That damn alarm clock — the kind that has a loud obnoxious beep that haunts people in their sleep. That’s the kind of alarm clock I have. Like every other morning, I slammed on the snooze button, more than once. Probably a half … More Chapter 2: What Is Going On?
“Nooooo, Chris… pleaseeeee!” I begged, squirming to no end over his lap and moving my hands back so many he’d give me a break from the spanking for a bit. “Alyssa,” he warned, grabbing my wrists with his left hand and smacking my rear again, “stop struggling.” “B-but.. it… ahhh.. hurts!” He didn’t let up … More Chapter 1: Catholic School Dreams