Better To Give Than To Receive
Karl the Kilt Vendor was having a good day in the kilt booth:
It was a jovial booth by closing. Working hard, the lot of us, but also there was beer, and more flirting. Our young ladies decided it would be entertaining to test a small flogger on me. Which they did, lifting my kilt and applying a flogging that can best be described as annoying, but was clearly a source of mirth to some folks across the athletic field. I then suggested (this may be too soft a term) that it was now my turn to drive. I mean, I’m a keys-on-the-left guy, I work the flogger, I don’t get flogged. Oh, the pain is acceptable, but I’d rather deal it that receive it. I don’t like floggers though. I’d rather use a bare hand. If it doesn’t also hurt my hand, where’s the fun?
I seemed to find someone’s spanking limit. So my work was done.
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Wow, I can’t tell you how pleased I am to find a reference to my blog someplace like this. But a guy’s gotta know, how’d you find this excerpt?
Technology, friend Karl, the miracle of technology. You could say I cheated, for I merely typed “spanking” into the Technorati blog search engine.
Drat it, now all my secrets are revealed.