Partner 1 and I both got sick over the Spankopalooza weekend. It hit her first, and then it hit me, and we ended up leaving early Sunday morning. (She stayed in the hotel room almost the entire time and wasn’t around anyone, and once I started showing symptoms we left. We were also responsible, and took COVID tests; they were negative.) We didn’t get to do very much spanking with each other at the party, but we did make sure to do at least one so we could check Illinois off her list of states in which she’s been spanked.

On the drive home, we made sure to do spankings in two states we passed through (we’d already checked off Tennessee on a previous trip). Indiana was more difficult to do; we stopped at a very quiet rest area, but there really wasn’t anywhere we could go. So she climbed over my lap in the front seat of the car and I gave her a quick spanking over her pants, just long enough to qualify — you don’t get on my Hit List unless I’ve spanked you for a full minute. We would’ve gone longer but it looked like someone was heading our direction.

Kentucky was easier; we spent the night in a hotel there, and I was able to spank her in the privacy of our hotel room, which was on the top floor, all the way at the end of the hall. She wasn’t feeling amazing by then, but we made it happen.

After all, we already missed one opportunity. Wouldn’t want to miss any more.