Moving...Again!

Well, we’re moving again. We have each moved three times in the last six years, and now Bethany and I are moving one more time, this time hopefully for the last. I am taking over a rural practice in Virginia, near where my two sons, Spencer and Graeme are in school and near Bethany’s old stomping ground. It will be fun; we have found a nice house with some property and a pond for the kids to play around in. Spencer and his brother found some old oil drums on my parents’ farm in southern West Virginia and made a raft several years ago. I was pretty happy then just that nobody drowned; they should have a ball at our new house.

I’m covering a friend’s practice these last two weeks so that he can get a little break. It’s pretty hard to get doctors to stay here in West Virginia, known as the lawsuit capital of the country, so he’s pretty burned out practicing alone. I’ll be gone, too in a couple of weeks. Oh well, I didn’t take them to raise. This time next week I’ll be sleeping in my own bed, with my hand on Bethany’s bare bottom. Yum.

I sure miss my Bethany. She and Graeme visited me over the weekend, and boy did I let her know how much I’d missed her! Her poor bottom…they say absence makes the heart grow fonder (or is it the fart go “Honda”?) But in my case, it makes the right palm itch for the feel of a hot bottom under its not-so-gentle touch. She left for home yesterday, (Why are you sitting on a pillow, dear?) but I’m good for at least another few days. I built a robot several years ago when I was taking some engineering classes at a local college. Maybe I should build a remote-control spanking machine so I can spank her over an Internet connection and watch her squirm via our webcam. Hmmm……need to think about that…..