Recently, one of us got her ass smacked like never before. (And no, we’re not telling which one, wink wink). It was one of those spankings that was so expertly delivered, his handprints remained as perfect, pink, five-fingered welts for four days. Yes, boys and girls, it was one of those spankings that left a subtle, tingling, days-long reminder of the delicious event every time that lucky one of us sat down. And it came just in the nick of time.