This could be bad, but I was careful not to let my trepidation show. I only hoped Eliza would be smart enough to see what was up, and to stay out of v...ew- a mixed pack full of pledges was the worst, as they would be trying to prove up, and were more likely to cause trouble. I didn't stiffen up and get victim posture, despite the potential threat, nor did I get relaxed enough to seem insouciant and sassy, disrespectful. I didn't want to seem brash or hopless. Hoping I had the right balance, I. And partly wrong. Yes, Mindy and I have been doing more than just experimenting with each other and we love it. And we have also been plotting how we could get Ben to join us and eventually you, although we thought you would throw us out of the house if you ever found out. That much, you are right about. But I disagree that it is all on you. We knew how you raised us and we also knew that we should not be doing what we have been doing or that we should not be trying to drag you and Ben into it.. " She was serious she laid back down and pulled the blankets over herself. So I laid in my bed took off my shirt, turned off the lights, and laid there watching TV for a bit. After about and hr I noticed some movement under the blankets she was pretending to be asleep but I knew she was secretly playing with her pussy. I stood up full erection and walked to the "Bathroom" not even trying to hide my cock sticking out in my pants. When I came back out the movement had stopped but I took my shot.. "Twelve strokes! You call them out, Simone! And they won't be light ones. I want to see blisters on your ass!"Simone was trying to hold back her sobs. The president was sitting in his chair, sweating more than ever."One" Simone said with a tone of profound defiance. Miss Chantalle took a wide swing, the cane whistled through the air and then landed with a ringing Thwaaacckkk! on the crowns of Simone's naked bottom. Unbelievable pain went like a shock wave through her body; she was clasping her.