Windsor Wednesday Classic – 121

I’m now back in America and it is probably fair to say that I have just experienced the worst week of my life. Emotionally I am doing well,  though I am feeling a bit drained and deflated at the moment.

Last Tuesday I arrived in England and my Brother’s best friend picked me up at the airport. We got to my hometown at Noon and as I couldn’t check into the hotel until 3pm,  I went straight round my brother’s place to see what I had to deal with. The evidence of where he died was present,  but that didn’t bother me too much surprisingly.

That night I met with the police and collected my brother’s belongings,  and other than hanging out with old friends on Wednesday and Saturday nights,  and of course the funeral and reception being on Thursday,  I spent my entire time going between the hotel and my brother’s flat. Aside from the funeral I traveled no more than one square mile my entire time in Swindon. Of course when I was at my brother’s place I also had to deal with visitors non stop the entire time,  some with heartfelt condolences,  others carrying boxes and carrier bags to load up on their visit.

A couple of spankos had contacted me when I was in England,  but I was busy right from the get go. Even Ophelia De Havilland who I have just interviewed had offered to drive up to spend some time with me and to break up the monotony. As much as I would have loved to take some time out for some fun I just knew that I couldn’t. In fact if the truth be known I probably could have done with staying for the rest of the week to finish off the family affairs.

As it is,  I grabbed three bags of memories and that is now it,  my whole family history is contained within those three bags. I’m not sure if it has sunk in yet that I am the only surviving member of my family. It is going to take a while to get used to this,  and I’m sure that there will be desperate times of loneliness,  but we have to deal with the hand we have been dealt.

The one thing that I did do that I was really happy to have done,  and that I had the strength to do it,  was to read a eulogy for my brother during the funeral service. Quite honestly I didn’t know if I was going to be able to do it,  but I somehow managed to get through it. The funny part being though that I had a four page eulogy written,  but I decided not to use it once I got to the podium.

I’m still hoping to go to Japan later this year but the past week has set me back a bit. All in all the funeral,  flight and accommodation set me back $8,000,  which was far more than I had saved for my trip to Japan,  but I’m not going to let it deter me. Life is too short.

Now onto the Wednesday Classic for this week on this very humid July the 4th.

It will be a little different this week as I am cheering myself up,  and while I own literally hundreds of rare,  pretty much unseen spanking pics,  this week I am going to post one of the all time classic spanking images.

The image is from the Shadowlane film DOUBLE FEATURE #1 and features Nick Phoenix and Georgia Gold. It was one of those early images that helped me to accept who I was. Just look at it,  a naughty schoolgirl with the seat of her white nylon panties exposed getting a spanking. Please visit SHADOWLANE to view all of their DVD’s and their members site.

I have also included a cropped image from the photo set that I have with ELLEE. In this one she is dressed as an adorable schoolgirl,  complete with Mary Jane’s,  pigtails and of course WHITE NYLON PANTIES. In this image you can see the impact of the paddle on her cute buns. Now why do I rarely bare the bottom? This image explains it,  ellee is wearing panties of course,  but as you can see they are offering her ZERO protection,  literally!! In my alternate universe,  every single spanking is delivered to the seat of a pair of nylon panties,  or,  as the picture denotes,  to the bare cheeks that stick out of the bottom of them  🙂

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