A LETTER SEEKING ADVICE by Goodgulf Part 1 Dear Anne: Last month I moved into a new apartment. At first I was thinking of calling children's services because practically every night I heard the people living above me spanking their daughter. They sounded like horrible spankings with the girl breaking down in tears every time. At least she did eventually; the spankings lasted at least twenty minutes and sometimes went twice as long. Then I got to know my neighbours a bit better. Anne, they don't have a daughter! They are just a young couple, and he spanks her while she calls him "Daddy." The last time I talked to them, they hinted that the wife wanted to be spanked alongside her "sister," and maybe I could be that sister. What should I do? Terrified in 2B ****************************** Dear Terrified: You should dress up in a schoolgirl outfit and show up at their place ready to have your bare bum smacked hard. It might not be able to take as much your sister's bum can, but give it your best. Or, if you aren't attracted by their generous offer, just tell them that you're flattered, but not interested. They are spankers, not monsters, and the only thing that you should be terrified about is acknowledging your own desires. Anne **************************************** A LETTER SEEKING ADVICE by Imeadonly Part 2 Hi, Anne! I don't have a girl's school uniform, since I'm 26 and studying for my PhD. However, reasoning that it's better to face my fears, I did go over to speak with them. We talked for a while about my dissertation (which I'm having a really hard time finishing), and then I showed them your letter which suggested that I show up at their apartment in my school uniform and take my first bare bottom spanking. My neighbor and his wife -- Dick and Pam -- said they thought I'd look "fantastic" in a school uniform, and I could tell they were both turned on by the idea, probably because they both actually work at a reformatory for young women where spankings and school uniforms are part of everyday life. Much to my surprise, the very next day my neighbor called my faculty advisor and suggested that I enroll in the reformatory as a student and finish my dissertation there. It would save quite a bit of money, since I wouldn't need my apartment anymore, and I'd be allowed to stay at the reformatory free of charge. Furthermore, my faculty advisor says that the discipline and structure of the reformatory setting will provide precisely what I need to finish my work. In fact, he would visit regularly to review my progress "and discuss any aspect of my work or behavior that requires correction." I signed all the papers for my enrollment, which were quite lengthy, since normally the young adults sent there are confined through a court order. It was a lot of legal mumbo-jumbo, but I suppose it was necessary. Then, last night, I was surprised when Pam came over to measure me for my school uniform. I told her I wasn't planning on wearing a uniform, since I wasn't actually a delinquent. She replied that I'd better learn to do as I was told, or I'd be spanked..."and not with panties on, either." Needless to say, I was shocked by the threat and insisted I was going to wear my street clothes. She said, "Your street clothes will be taken from you during 'Reception,' when you're searched and showered and deloused. The skirt's really short, and I know your faculty advisor is going to love turning you over his knee and pulling down your little regulation underpants when you're naughty." I should explain that I had sort of teased my neighbor about her spankings on that first night we talked, so I think she was really enjoying the fact that I was going to be a "student" under her thumb. But I think she's bluffing about the uniforms and the spankings. What do you think, Anne? What clothes should I pack for my trip to the reformatory? I don't want seem too professorial, but I do want to look chic. 2B or not 2B? Edited by C. Lakewood