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Andrea & Kimberley
Kimberley Kennedy watched Wendy Haverforth's departing back and could not help a little smirk at how the girl minced when she walked. Unless the eighteen year old was mistaken, there were two very sore hot bottom cheeks rubbing unpleasantly together under Miss Haverforth's skirt.

The smile evaporated when she heard the stern voice of her employer Andrea Mahoney, who the girl regularly called Aunty Andrea, say, "Kim, may I see you in my parlour please? Grace Nielsen showed me something very interesting."

It wasn't so much what Andrea had said, it was the tone and the mention of Grace Neilsen. Ms Neilsen was a new client. Kimberley had babysat her delinquent son, Trent, not all that long ago, and she had made a rather foolish decision at the end of that engagement. Andrea's mention of the woman, who had been over the chestnut-haired disciplinarian's lap earlier that afternoon, could mean that Kimberley's chickens were coming home to roost.

"Ummmm... it's nearly five ma'am," Kimberley said, flustered and fussing with her immaculate mane of honey blonde hair as she did so, which she was prone to do when nervous. "Mum's gone home, do you want me to close a little early?"

Andrea's green eyes looked Kimberley up and down as she tried to decide what to say. She settled on, "Yes, Kimmy," making the teenager blush as she used the childish diminutive of her name. "I think closing for the day would be a good idea. I'd also like a cup of coffee, do you think you could arrange that when you come in?"

"Yes, Miss Andrea," the girl replied respectfully as she shut down her computer and put her work things away in their desk drawers.

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As Kimberley made coffee for her employer, her mind worked overtime. She and Andrea regularly had performance reviews, although they were generally quite informal. The two would take tea in Andrea's parlour after work and chat about things. Sometimes it was afternoon tea with cakes outside in reception, which Kimberley's mother, Gabrielle, also attended in her capacity as the Spank Shop's part time employee. This, however, did not sound like that. There had been an edge in Aunty's voice this time. It was an edge that she generally honed by smacking someone's bottom.

As a junior employee of Clarkstown's Spank Shop... in fact Kimberley didn't know why she or anyone else called it Clarkstown's Spank Shop, she was almost entirely certain it was one of a kind, although she did fantasise about opening a franchise elsewhere one day, Kimberley had a rather unique job description. Like most young office workers, she made coffee, organized appointments and did bookwork; however, unlike many of them, Kimberley also dispensed spankings.

The girl did not spank as often as Andrea or Gabrielle, but then they were both older and more experienced, and that was largely their job descriptions.