Spanked Bottoms

A Moment of Humor

 

No Need to Switch, If You Have a Friend

Many posts over the last year have contained a dozen or more images. Either my tastes have changed or the other blogs are posting fewer images that appeal to me. I am not alarmed about running out, I have over 600 images that remain to to be posted.

What I am seeing a lot of are F/F pro shots. They get old to me fast. Maybe they can not find male spankers or the females demand less pay and are already there? 

I greatly prefer well-dressed male spankers and smiling female bottoms. Both with faces showing. No ink. No metal. No bottoms that look like they came from a meat locker.

249 Years

 

I Have Never

I have never bought bottled water.

I have never played video games. 

And I am proud of it.

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Experienced Hand

Seeks spankable derriere

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Just Bottoms

 

Week End Post

 

Little Debbie

This could be about Debbie, whom I paddled for years until she moved to Miami. She was little, had a bubble butt and loved to be paddled.

But this about Little Debbie Oatmeal Creme Pies.

In the early 80's I was laser-focused on learning everything I could about IBM's online operating system. [It was called CICS]. It was very much misunderstood. I attended five IBM schools, which, for the most part, were worthless.

I would stay after normal working hours, essentially having the computer to myself. I tried all sorts of contortions to see what worked and did not. 

When I got hungry, I ate a coupla of Little Debbie's. I kept boxes of them in my desk. The sugar high kept me going.

After about 2,000 hours of experiments and another 3,000 programming, I knew the system inside and out and wrote manuals I could use to teach other programmers.

Over the course of a half dozen years teaching those courses all over the country, Little Debbie netted me seven figures. 

The other Little Debbie.

Last Week In June

I thought Friday's post was decent. It only gleaned five very welcome comments. I suppose many people are at the beach or in the mountains, escaping the heat. Or maybe so many pictures were confusing.